"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 sure cursed like a sailor," he says flatly... look up and glared at him. Not understanding how cursing has anything to do with what we were discussing. Or what it had to do with me being a woman.. I report angrily. Giving him a glimpse of just how colourful my vocabulary is.. "If you hate my cursing that much, then what the hell am I doing here then? If you are going to waste my time, then you can take back your stupid offer and shove it up your freaking ass, you arrogant jerk." If i was being honest. I was on edge. Being here with the ex-mate of my nemesis and with him prepositioning me. While fighting the desire to strangle him, I was messing with my head.. "Retract your claws, kitty," commanded in warning, not liking the disrespect. He was an alpha after all.. I growled, getting even more pissed. "I am not a damn kitten and stop telling what to do." The bastard just smirks as if he finds me cute. He had no idea just how dangerous I currently was.. I sighed deeply after a while. Let's just get back to the matter at hand. Why me and what was in it for you?" This is what I couldn't understand. I haven't had much time to process everything he has told me, but I didn't understand this one thing. Thing. Why me out of all women? We didn't know each other. We were basically strangers. So why would he come to me with this kind of preposition? Yes, it seemed like he hated Miranda as well. But that is the extent of our mutuality.. "It's simple, really. You have juy had your heart ripped to pieces, so there's no possibility of falling in love with me. This suits me because in order for this to work, love can't be involved. I want revenge, and I'm sure you do too.. I'm giving you a chance to get your sanity back and get revenge. Besides, I need a mother figure for Jax. Someone who isn't a fucking bitch or total slut and Jax likes you to be her mother and which is rare." I think about what he's just told me. I can't help but feel like his answer is somewhat vague. Like he wasn't telling me everything. His reasons seem justifiable but there was something else. Something he wasn't telling me or I was missing.. I stare deeply into his green orbs. Trying to see if I can catch a glimpse of what he was hiding. But he's shut off. Emotions. His eyes and expression giving away nothing.. Could I really enter such a deal without knowing everything? Without getting all the facts right? The rug could be pulled right from under me. Like with Darren.. If that somehow happens,Sebastian wouldn't even be to blame because I entered into this blindly.. This definitely spelt bad news written all over it, but could I pass the opportunity, though? He was giving me everything I wanted and desired. To get my revenge on Darren and Miranda, which was one of the reasons I came back.. With a powerful alpha such as Sebastian, I could easily get that. No one would even be the wiser than I was involved in their downfall.. "How will this proposal prevent me from going feral?" I asked him after a while.. I didn't want to go to feral and as much as I'm still hurt by crystal, I understand that she's just a child. I still wanted to fix this between us..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
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 c
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