Vincent POVI lean by the wall and I just watch how Rebecca keeps tranting. I could see the anger and hurt burning in her eyes, but I didn't back down. I knew I had to face the consequences of my actions, and I was ready."Rebecca, I know you're upset," I said, my voice firm but calm. "But I'm not going to apologize for being true to myself. I'm not going to apologize for taking control of my life."Rebecca's eyes flashed with anger. "You're a monster, Vincent," she spat. "You're a heartless, selfish monster."I shrugged, unapologetic. "Maybe I am," I said. "But at least I'm being honest about who I am. At least I'm not pretending to be something I'm not."Rebecca's face twisted in rage, and for a moment, I thought she would launch herself at me. But then, something seemed to break inside her. She turned, and ran, leaving me standing alone in the doorway.I watched her go, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. I knew I had made a mess of things, but I was ready to face the consequen
Ruth POVI walked into the hotel, ready to tackle another day of work. The familiar scent of fresh flowers and polished marble greeted me, and I smiled, feeling a sense of comfort. I loved my job as a receptionist, and I took pride in being one of the friendliest faces guests saw when they arrived.As I clocked in and made my way to the reception desk, I noticed a colleague, Rachel, hovering around the coffee machine. She caught my eye and beckoned me over."Ruth, can I talk to you for a minute?" she asked, her voice low and conspiratorial.I raised an eyebrow, wondering what she wanted to say. "What's up?" I asked, pouring myself a cup of coffee.Rachel glanced around the lobby, making sure no one was listening. "I just found out something interesting," she said, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "You know Alex, the guy you're always hanging out with?"I nodded, feeling a sense of trepidation. Where was this going?"Well, it turns out he's not just any guy," Rachel said, her voice
Ruth POV"I understand why you felt that way," I said, my voice softening. "But you should have trusted me. I thought we were friends.""We are friends, Ruth," Alex said, his eyes pleading. "And I'm sorry. I was wrong to keep it from you."I nodded, feeling a sense of forgiveness wash over me. Maybe I could forgive him, but I wasn't sure if I could ever trust him again."What else have you been hiding from me?" I asked, my voice firm.Alex hesitated, looking nervous. "There's something else," he said. "Something big."I raised an eyebrow, my heart pounding in my chest. What could it be?"Tell me," I said, my voice firm.Alex took a deep breath and launched into another explanation. This one was even bigger than the first.As I listened, my mind reeled with shock and anger. How could he keep this from me?But as I looked into his eyes, I saw the sincerity there. He was telling the truth, finally.And maybe, just maybe, I could forgive him and move forward.As Alex finished speaking, I
Ruth POVI couldn't believe what Alex had done. He had lied to me for months, keeping his true identity as the CEO of the hotel a secret. I felt like I had been living in a dream world, oblivious to the truth.As I thought about it, I realized that I had been blind to the signs. Alex had always been secretive, always evasive when I asked him about his job. I had brushed it off as humility, but now I saw it for what it was - deception.I didn't know if I could ever trust Alex again. But as I looked into his eyes, I saw the sincerity there. He was telling the truth, finally. And maybe, just maybe, I could forgive him and move forward.But forgiveness wouldn't come easily. I needed time to think, to process everything that had happened. I needed to figure out if I could ever trust Alex again.As I walked away from Alex, I felt a sense of relief wash over me. I was finally seeing the truth, finally understanding the extent of his deception.But as I reached my bedroom door, I heard Alex's
Sandra's povI stood outside Ruth's door, my heart racing with anxiety. I had come to plead with her to come back to the hotel, to see Michael. He had been a mess since she left, drinking heavily and feeling depressed.I took a deep breath and knocked on the door. Ruth answered, looking beautiful but guarded."Sandra, what are you doing here?" she asked, her voice firm."I came to talk to you about Michael," I said, my voice softening. "He's not doing well, Ruth. He's been drinking a lot and feeling really down. He misses you."Ruth raised an eyebrow. "I'm sure he does," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "But I'm not going back, Sandra. Not yet, at least."I felt a pang of desperation. "Ruth, please," I said, my voice pleading. "Michael needs you. He loves you."Ruth shook her head. "I know he does," she said. "But I need some time, Sandra. I need to figure some things out."I sighed, feeling frustrated. "What's there to figure out, Ruth? You know how Michael feels. You know
Sandra's Pov I stood outside Ruth's door, my heart racing with anxiety. My brother Michael had really messed up this time, and I didn't know if Ruth would ever forgive him. I had always looked up to Michael, but his infidelity and lies had broken my trust too.As I turned to leave, I saw Edison, my best friend and confidant, standing across the room. He was watching me with an intensity that made my heart skip a beat. I felt a flutter in my chest as I walked towards him."Hey, Sandra," he said, his voice low and husky. "I need to talk to you about something."I nodded, wondering what was on his mind. We stepped outside, and Edison took a deep breath."Sandra, I have something to tell you. Something that could change everything," he said, his eyes locked on mine.I felt a surge of curiosity. What could Edison possibly say that would change everything?Just as he was about to speak, Sophia appeared out of nowhere. "Sandra, I need to warn you about Michael," she said, her voice urgent.
RUTH's POVI stood in the forest, my wolf senses on high alert, as I watched my mother approach. She looked older, worn down by the weight of her own secrets and lies. I could sense the desperation in her eyes, the urgency in her steps."Ruth, please forgive me," she said, her voice trembling. "Forgive me and your father for forsaking you, for disowning you as our child."I snorted, my wolf rising to the surface. "You think a simple apology will make up for everything?" I growled.My mother took a step closer, her eyes pleading. "I know it won't, but I have to try. Your father is sick, Ruth. He needs your help to heal."I raised an eyebrow. "My help? What could I possibly do to help him?"My mother took a deep breath. "You have the power to heal, Ruth. A power that's been passed down through our family for generations."I laughed, a harsh, mocking sound. "You expect me to believe that? After everything you've done to me?"My mother nodded. "I know it's hard to believe, but it's true.
Ruth’s POVI could remember my days in the hospital at Vincent pack , the way my wounds heal so fast, at this moment I begin to think my mother could be right.I was going to try to use my power to heal my father, not because I forgave him, but because I needed to prove to myself that I was stronger than the pain he had caused me.Michael squeezed my hand, as if sensing my resolve. "We'll do this together, Ruth," he said. "We'll figure out your power and save your father's life."I nodded, feeling a sense of gratitude towards him. With Michael by my side, I felt like I could face anything.As we approached our pack's den, I could see the others waiting for us. They looked concerned, but also curious."Ruth, what's going on?" Sandra asked.I took a deep breath and explained everything - my mother's visit, her request for forgiveness, and my decision to try to use my power to heal my father.The pack listened intently, their faces filled with surprise and admiration."You're really goin