Violet POV “I don’t want to see her!” Dane growled, his chest rising and falling. I understood his repulsion, since it mirrored mine. The sympathy I felt for Ilene was mostly because of the condition she was in and definitely not because she was remorseful about what she did to her son. He would carry the emotional scars she inflicted on him for the rest of his life. Had I not been married to him, I was sure that Alpha Dane would’ve been a broken wolf. We both were each other’s anchors because we both belonged to broken homes. We were the babies of betrayals and deceit, and we should’ve been mean and selfish, but we never let that spark of love and humanity leave us. Taking a deep breath in, I said, “It’s your choice, Dane. If you want to see her, I won’t stop you.” He stared into my eyes for a while, his anger dissipating. He rested his forehead on mine and closed his eyes. “I don't have the strength to see her. She reminds me of everything horrible, Vi…” His body pressed against
Violet POV Fifteen days had passed, and we were overwhelmed with modeling assignment requests from various companies. And this was just after posting photos of three models that we had finalized for the magazine ads. Sloane had to advertise a job for a professional photographer to shoot our models' portfolios because it was nearly impossible for them to go to the human world. However, getting a photographer amongst werewolves was like finding a needle in a haystack. And the main reason was that most of them were warriors. They were trained to shoot enemies and not pictures. “What do we do?” Pippa sighed as she looked at the pictures of the models. “We seriously need a photographer.” “I have very little experience,” I said, because I had seen how the professional photographers shot the models. “But we can start with it until we find a professional?” “That’s a great idea!” Sloane exclaimed. “We could do with anything right now. But I have a suggestion. Alpha Dane knows so many i
Violet POVIlene was laid to rest in the same family graveyard as Dane's ancestors. And only four of us were there, including the Shaman who carried out the funeral ceremony. Dane deliberately selected a place at the back, separate from his father, Alpha Chris Llyod. I chose not to ask him any questions because it appeared that he wanted to bury the memory of Ilene's death deep in his mind. The next day it was very dreary, but Dane went to the office and so did I. I busied myself with my work. Two omegas from the Red Moon pack arrived, and I volunteered to take their professional photos. The setting I went for their background was the natural light. Outcomes were nice, and we uploaded them on our website. I knew it was going to take a few days for the boys to get any modeling assignment and so the omegas returned to their pack, thanking me profusely. My third trimester got over with a lot of issues, but at least my vomiting stopped. Dr. Lin had called me to the pack’s hospital for f
Violet POVMy mouth dropped open in shock, and for a moment my brain stuttered. Emily had gone to Jayden? Of all the places in the world? Why? Did she seek an anchor in the modeling world once more, or did she realize she couldn't survive alone? If she stayed amongst the werewolves, she would be shunned by all the packs, as no one would be stupid enough to give her shelter in their pack after Alpha Dane took over her pack. But going to Jayden? That was bizarre.As I heard Martha sniffling, I took a deep breath in. “I don’t know what to say, Martha,” I said. I couldn’t tell her the main reason Emily ran away. “Maybe you should stand your ground and not allow Jayden to manipulate you.” I genuinely felt sorry for her. She really enjoyed working at the agency and was certainly superior to Jayden in several aspects. “Manipulate me? That’s not even the main issue, Violet,” Martha cried. “He is threatening to kill me if I don’t make him a partner. In addition, I overheard him discussing wit
Violet POVDane was gently massaging my legs on his lap while I sipped the orange juice. We were sitting on the balcony, basking in the afternoon sun. It was one of those rare days when he came back early from work.The winter had descended with gentle snow. Snowflakes fell down, adorning the world in a pristine, soft quilt all over the ground. The naked trees stood like sentinels that were draped in glistening white robes. I breathed in the crisp and clean air that carried the fragrance of snow mixed with pine and poplars. Martha and I had a conversation a month ago and since then, we have stayed in constant contact. She had been extremely helpful to me. The two omegas from the Red Moon pack got three ad deals from popular magazines. Martha had been instrumental in getting the deals for us. And because I didn’t want to act like a greedy business-woman, I offered her a twenty percent profit share. As I watched Dane massaging my feet, my chest filled with pride. He was such a doting
Violet POVA surge of excitement went through me. Live TV ads? That was a huge thing. Live TV ads meant enormous popularity not only for the two models but also for my company. Even though excitement surged through me, I stifled the yelp that was climbing up my throat. “That’s great, Martha!” I breathed. "I have doubts about whether the boys would be interested in leaving their hometown."“Why?” Martha asked, puzzled. “This is a fantastic opportunity, Violet. The production they are joining has offered them a contract of $90,000 each for one season. And the commissions will top it. They are offering two prime spots per week. In my opinion, you should let them come.” Whoa! I didn’t know that my models were capable of bagging such a fantastic deal. “Martha, give me time to think,” I said because even if I committed to her, there were chances that my models refused to go to the human world. “I have to talk to the models. However, can you send me the details of the contract? If they agre
Violet POV The contract was nicely written, and every point was clear. Our models must have made a strong impression, as the production house listed very easy contract terms. My main concern was the models' living arrangements, but that was quickly resolved when I discovered their stay was part of the contract. A smile curved my lips up and I couldn’t help feeling proud of my little business venture. This was going to make us even more popular, and I was confident that more and more werewolves would emerge and embrace the modeling industry. “Please tell me that the reason you are smiling is me,” Dane said as he hopped on the bed and hugged me from behind. Startled that I was so immersed in reading the contract, I laughed. I showed him my phone and said, “Martha has sent the contract for the next assignment. Read it.” I shoved the phone in his hand, half expecting that he would toss it, but he surprised me when he leaned against the headboard and started reading it. I wrapped my
Violet POVAlex jerked his head back with a playful smile. “What do you mean by that, Violet? I am your father and so I am here to see you.” He got up and walked to Nellie. They approached me together with outstretched arms for a hug, but I moved away. “Don’t!” I almost growled, scowling at them. “You have come to meet me? But the last thing I remember is you deliberately leaving me to die!” I spat. Nellie winced while Alex pursed his lips. “Look, Violet, we all make mistakes and that was just a mistake. I agree I made a serious mistake and I am genuinely sorry for it.”“Yes Violet,” Nellie added. “We are very sorry and have moved on. You, too, should move on, Violet. Why have bad blood when we can all live peacefully?” “Oh, my goddess!” I scoffed. “Listen to yourself. Despite the fact that you and your daughter constantly beat me and left me to heal, you still desire a peaceful life?” I was so angry that I clenched my fists. “Just leave. I don’t want you to be anywhere near me!” M