It's been a year since I fled from my pain. I had thought my wound would heal, but I had been wrong. I haven't healed. Neither had I found closure. Instead something darker had taken root inside me. As the Uber driver drives past the familiar streets. I'm reminded of why I had left this forsaken country in the first place. I'm reminded of the pain and humiliation I endured over one year ago. I'm reminded of Darren's betrayal. "I hated this city" Blue murmured
in disgust. Echoing my thoughts. Within a minutes we are at the hospital. I pay him then get out. I stand for a minute. Watching the towering building. Calming myself. The hospital is for werewolves only. It was located a secluded area. We had werewolf government officials who helped us keep it under radar. If I were being honest, I hadn't planned on over coming back. But my godson had been diagnosed with a tumor. Camila had called me crying, afraid and hysterical. I would do anything for them. So when they both ask me to come, to did. I left everything to come with them. Entering the hospital | locate the elevators a get in. Claire had given me the floor and room number. Given this was the same hospital Krystal was born in, I knew where to go. Minutes late, I'm walking into Mason's room. He's on the bed watching cartoons. Though he was scheduled to have an operation soon. He was calm. Laughing even. Claire on the other hand looked tired and worn out. Managing our branch here while taking care of a sick son was draining her. This was the other reason I was here. To take care of the company. While she took care of Mason. "Aunty Renny, you came!" The excited shout brings me from my thoughts. Claire eyes snap open. I can see the happiness and relief in her eyes. "Hi baby boy" I greeted him. Kissing his forehead before stepping back. Turning towards Claire, I opened my arms. She basically falls in them. Sagging in relief. "Hi Claire bear" She sobs. "Oh gosh Renny, you have no idea how much I have missed you. Talking to you on the phone isn't the same as having you here with me." "I'm here now and I will be for as long as you both need me" I whisper softly. Rubbing her back in comfort. She lets go of me then wiped her tears. She stared at me. As if inspecting me. "There is something different about you, I can't wrap my finger around it though." I just give her a small tight smile. She has no idea just how different I had become. I turned my attention back to Mason as we both take our seats. "How is my favorite godson doing?" I asked. "Aunty" he says dragging the world l'm your only godson." I grin at that. He was right after all. "I have missed you lots. I'm glad you are here." The smile on his face, makes my heart constrict. I always try my hardest not to think of Krystal. The pain that accompanies those thoughts is something I tried to avoid. "Well l'm here and I thought you lots of presents." "Really? That's so cool. I have been a good boy. The doctor says I'm very brave pup and that once l'm completely healed, I'm get an cream treat. My choice." The calmness and joy in his voice is contagious. For a moment I forget that my heart is frozen. I relaxed into the moment chatting with him. Mason is ten but his outside on life is different. He filled me in on Especially his new best friend called Jax who comes to visit every day. At that, I looked at Claire in question. She nods her head confirming it's Miranda's son. From there on we chat lightly. had spent about three hours with them, when I cut my visit short. I had to go to the office to catch up on work. I was leaving the room when I came face to face with Darren. He was the last fucking person I wanted to see. "Lauren?" He asked unsure. As if seeing a ghost or something. I don't answer him just give him a death state. We had nothing to talk about anyway. I was about to bypass him when a body collides with mine. Tiny arms wrap around my waist. I looked down to see the top of Krystal's head. Shit! I so wasn't ready for this. She is my daughter, I love her but I wasn't ready for this. I was still in a dark place. And my mind couldn't reconcile the pain and the love buried deep inside my heart. I wanted to hug her so much. Fuck did I want to, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I was still afraid of her rejection. Afraid that she was going to push me away. Afraid she still hated me. Her hated words still rung in my ear I couldn't shut out her voice. Her voice as she called me an evil witch and other nasty names Or when she said she was going to pray to the goddess to punish m and send me to hell. I untangle myself from her and leave without a word. It makes me a monster. Walking away from my daughter like that but I can't get past the painful memories. I can't past the darkness in me. In my hurry to get away from them I collide with someone. "I'm so..." I go to apologize but ! freeze. Miranda stands before me. Looking beautiful as ever. Asif she hadn't destroyed my life a year ago. "Lauren? Oh my god, it's you... long time no see, how are you?" I stared at her like she's lost her mind. Was this bitch being real right now? "Is something wrong with you?" asked completely puzzled. She answered confused. "No, why?" It's seems you are under the impression that we are friends. Let me remind you that we are not friends and we will never be friends. You took everything from me and I'm back to repay the favor. Karma is nasty bitch. I'm going to be your personal hell. I will destroy you completely Miranda, until there's nothing of you left. By the time l'm done with you, you will wish you were dead." I threatened, my voice going cold and dangerous. With that I bump her shoulders, leaving her shocked and shocking. I get a cab and go straight to our company. Thirty minutes later I arrive. Ruby's was able to bounce back once I left. We had even been able to open another branch in the island I had escaped to. I was just about to head into the building when I was stopped by two guards. "What the hell are you doin?" I asked gritting my teeth. I was in a bad mood after seeing Darren and Miranda. "What does it look like we are doing?" One of them retorted. What sort of people did Claire hire while I was away? "Do you know who the fuck I'm?" "The president?" Wait, maybe you are the first lady." The other mocked. I was starting to get pissed and so was Blue. They were humans so we couldn't harm them. "I'm the CEO of this company" I snarl. My nails digging into my palms in anger. I wanted to swipe at them. Teach them a fucking lesson. "Not looking like that" the black haired one scoffed. I admit I wasn't looking my best. I had worn out jeans, a crumpled blouse and shades. I had taken a direct flight with no stops so l wasn't looking all that put together. "I bet you are hoe, you probably fucked one of the higher ups and now they don't want anything to do with you, so you are here to cause to do with you, so you are here to cause drama the other one snorted in disgust. I stared at them in disbelief. We had started attracting attention. Not wanting to deal with the idiots, I try moving past them. The tall one grabs me in a painful grip and started dragging me. That was when I lose it. "Get your filthy fucking hands off me." I shouted then using my other hand I slapped him hard. The hit echoed through the room. His eye turn dangerous and he's about to lounge at me when a voice stops him. "What the hell is going on here?" Micah our general manager shouts. "This bitch here is causing problems" one of them answered. Micah turned to look at me and "Are these the type of fools you hire nowadays Mica? Who are disrespectful to women and even manhandled them?" My voice is could and restrained. "Oh God, I'm really sorry Lauren, so sorry...l apologized on their belief, it won't happen again" he stuttered nervously. I see the color drained from the faces of the guards once my name clicks in their mind. "Oh it definitely won't happen again because they are fired. Get them out of my fucking Company." I walked past them. They beg me to give them another chance. I ignored them. "What are you all waiting around for? Get back to work or suffer the same fate" I shouted, making everyone scrambled to get back to their stations. I was done being nice. Done being good. In fact I was going to be very bad I was going to be the villain they accused me of being. Hall has no fury like a woman scorned. Darren and Miranda were going to pay. I was going to rain hellfire on all those who hurt me. I was going to watch them as they burned.My new secretary enters my office with a stack of papers. A newspaper and a magazine are part of the stack. Then she quietly leaves after giving me my coffee. I have only worked with her for a few days. But she is honestly the best. She does her work efficiently. Arrives on time and she doesn't gossip which suits me fine. I picked the magazine needing a distraction. I have been cooped up in the office. Trying to catch up on work. The only time I leave was when I have to go get a shower and a change of clothes. Also when l'm visiting Mason. The front page was about me. I don't know whether to be angry at them or thankful because they are spreading the message. I'm no longer a doormat to be stepped on. "Lauren Smith is back and she's colder than the Antarctica' it reads. Below the headlines there was a picture of me slapping the guard. It then goes on to talk about what happened that day. Someone probably sold the story and image. The person was getting fired. Once I f
me and I'll push right back and trust me when I say, you won't like it when I retaliate." His says his eyes are cold and voice silky smooth.. He is calm but I know it a fucking facade. He is a beast underneath all that suit. Blue up for some odd reason. l ignored her though. She is enchanted by him, but I know he's a dangerous man.. "Where are you taking me? You do realize this is considered kidnapping right?" | ask, changing the subject.. I was treading on unfamiliar dangerous waters. One wrong move and I would probably end up in a situation I couldn't get myself out this mess. "I'm Sebastian Ashford, I own this whole damn city and I can do whatever the fuck I want Red." Shit! He was right. Darren is powerful but Sebastian was king of the city. No wonder Miranda had gone after him.. She was gold digging slut. Darren hadn't been enough for her. She had wanted someone more powerful. More prominent. With more money.. Unfortunately for me, I hadn't been enough for Darren.
"That's no going to work." I tell the man in front of me authoritatively. Smith," he replied immediately.Almost arrogant.I have been in this meeting for about two hours. We weren't getting anywhere. I was beginning to get important..I stare at William, the vice-president of Majestic Ltd. It was a textile company that Claire wanted us to partner with.."He's trying to rip us off," Blue mumbled, irritated..It was something I had already figured out. There was just something about the way he looked at me. As if he saw me as someone beneath him..Someone unworthy of leading a successful company. Like, I was dumb somehow, and he saw no problem with it over pricing us..My guess is that he was the type of man raised to believe women should worship the ground they walked on..That woman couldn't lead. Women couldn't become successful on their own. That was a woman's sole purpose is to do men's bidding and raise kids.That they were to be seen heard..I hated that type of stereotype. I hat
"You will have to repeat that," ! choked.He can't be serious. Who in their right mind proposes such a thing? It's completely absurd. He has surely lost his goddamn mind..He doesn't respond to me. Just raised his perfectly shaped eyebrow. As if he were changing me to continue pretending that he hadn't heard him.."Shit!" | mumbled. I'm staring down at my heels in thought..A million thoughts race through my mind. Making it hard to keep up with each one..The last and only time I had been in a sort of making, it had been a love match. At least that's what I had thought, and it hasn't ended well for me..What he was proposing, on the other hand, was a business deal.It brought to go horribly wrong..Could I honestly enter into such a mating after I had been burned? Then, I was shoved aside once my usefulness had ended..The familiar pain that has a grip on my heart emerges. I stamp it down. Refusing to give it reign. It only serves as a reminder of how broken I am.."For a woman, you s
On the other hand, I just don't see how his offer was connected to my problem or how it would fix it.. "Going feral is about your spirit or soul being unhinged. Unbalanced. It's about there being a tear or split. To fix this, I'll mark you. This will anchor your soul to mine and make you rooted to yourself and your wolf, " he rumbled.. It does make sense. Those who go feral do so because their spirit has been split. When you bond to someone and they break you, the heartbreak and pain can become too much that your spirit tips into two. Dividing you and your wolf. Since man and wolf are one, the division causes you to lose your mind.. Heartbreak isn't the only cause for going feral. There are different reasons why a werewolf can lose their mind. In my case, I had bonded myself to Darren in every way even though he hadn't done the same.. I want to ask Sebastian how he knew all these facts, but I don't. His expression brooks no further discussion on the subject.. "Okay then, if I
Lauren I heard the door open, and by the clean and circus smell, I knew it was Darren. I didn't bother standing up to welcome him home. What was the use? When I knew very well that he wouldn't appreciate it nor would he want me to. I was surprised that he had come home. I rarely saw him nowadays, and when I did, he either ignored me, avoided me, or lashed out at me. He would at times stay away for days that I would forget 1 have a husband. The ever-present pain in my heart is what constantly reminded me that I do have a mate. A mate that no longer wanted me. His footsteps approached the dining room. I sat at the dining table with a cup in my hands. I don't look up when his steps are near. I still don't look up when he stops a few feet from me. He throws some documents in front of me, and that's when I raise my head. "What are these?" I ask suspiciously, my eyes meeting his obsidian orbs. Just like every other time, we crossed paths. His eyes are cold, and his face is set
stared in doubt at the humongous house in front of me. I can hear the booming music playing somewhere outside. I could also hear the screams of children and they had fun. It was Krystal's eight years birthday and I hadn't been invited. I hadn't even know there was party. How pathetic is that? Not knowing your daughter already had a birthday planned? I had called Darren to ask him what I should plan. He angrily answered that Miranda had everything covered. That shouldn't bother coming because neither him not Krystal wanted me there. I was the one who always planned her parties, and it was always done at our home. But this year it was being held at Miranda's. Apparently Krystal had asked her to plan it. Because according to her I don't plan her parties the way she wanted them. They were always boring and ugly and It had hurt to know that Krystal had never liked or appreciated the work and effort I put in the planning. That it wasn't enough. That she hated those parties. I
I walked through the hallways of my almost empty Company. My best friend and I had built Ruby's collection from scratch. Ruby's had been flourishing. Had been among the the top ten fashion companies. Now it was crumbling. Darren had kept true to his promise to destroy me. My name had been dragged through the mud by magazines and gossip columns. I had been painted as the villain. The evil bitch that had come between old flames. The treacherous wife who refused to release the man that no longer wanted her. The sad and bitter woman who refused to let go. I have been called names. I have been cyber bullied. I have been painted worse than the devil. The good image I had in the human society had been destroyed. Majority of both humans and wolves no longer want to be associated with me. We have lost investors. Our profit are dropping drastically and employees are leaving us. No longer wanting to work for a monster like me. I was the devil while Miranda was an angel. I was the o