Evelyn's POV"You should be grateful that you still have a job and that I'm offering to hire you if ever you find yourself stranded with a job. Evelyn, you're so proud and I know that you'd lose your job soon and maybe then you'd know how I felt," she said.I watched her for a while. And looking at her closely, I could only come to the fact that she wasn't the one who discovered the truth. Someone had helped her by giving her this information and I already knew who it was. I just needed to confirm it. "How does it feel to have the blood of a murderer running deep within your veins? Does it make you aggressive? Angry? Repulsive? Ashamed?" She chuckled darkly while reclining back to her seat. I narrowed my gaze at her. It was obvious that she didn't know anything other than the fact that I was the daughter of a murderer. She was mentioning my adoptive parents which were Alpha and the Luna of the Orion pack.I was swapped at birth by my biological mother. She had switched with the biol
Evelyn POV The room became silent and everyone stared in shock. The look on their faces was so obvious as it changed from shock and confusion and then to curiosity. Their eyes moved between us while trying to fathom what was to happen.The girl who approached had an apparent facial expression. Her brows were raised and her eyes widened in disbelief. The strands of her brown hair fell over her face as she shook her head in refusal.“How can you have a girlfriend? Don’t you care about me?” I could hear the hurt in her tone and the anger in her eyes as she asked.Dylan seemed rather composed even after his announcement. Her reaction seemed to have no effect on him, instead I could see the plain look on his face as she questioned him. “What does my having a girlfriend have to do with you?” he replied lazily while he kept his hand around my shoulder, not the least bothered by the eyes of the onlookers. His gaze on her sharpened as she continued. “My father is your father's most loyal pa
Evelyn's POVDylan looked at me for a while without saying a word but even if he didn't admit it, I already knew that everything that happened in that room was a performance. He had invited me to the birthday for a reason and it wasn't because he wanted to be there but because had to clear something. Something that had to do with his relationship with Celine. Whatever it was that he had with her was definitely something he wanted to end. He had used my presence and made a public announcement of his relationship with me to clear the air of his engagement with Celine. “You really have a clever plan; bringing me here just to shift the blame for the broken engagement onto me. I’ve become the other woman who ruins someone else's engagement. That way, Celine will be sad and disappointed, and won’t bother you anymore. You’ve gotten rid of a big problem.” I said with certainty and a smile curved the corner of his mouth. The knowing smile was enough to confirm that I had been right all along
Evelyn's POVSeth's face contorted into a frown and his eyes narrowed at me. "Why are you here? To mock her? She almost lost the child. Look how badly she was beaten up and you still come here to make fun of her?" He asked like he hadn't been listening to everything I said. Judging by his reaction, I could tell that he was angrier about what I just said about him. He hated it when everyone praised me for my efforts. "Is that what you think I came here for? You think I'm as shallow as Veronica? I won't put up an act or wear a facade after hurting someone," I replied but he scoffed."And you think anyone would believe you? I don't believe you. And Veronica was right. You're putting on a facade," he said with certainty. My brows drew into a hard knot as I listened to him. Soon I burst into a fit of laughter and I saw how they shuddered in front of me. Did he really think I care about anything he said? This was not why I came here. I put my hand into my bag and brought out a voice reco
Evelyn's POVThe sunlight peeked through the curtains and I stirred in my sleep. I groaned, stretching in the bed, satisfied by how free my muscles were. I never thought I'd wake up to the day I would feel relaxed.My eyes fluttered open and I stared at the ceiling for some time, my vision cleared and my mind recalling the incident that occurred in the hospital. It had been days ago but they were still clear in my memory. I felt relieved that I didn't have to wake up with the sound of the alarm. These past few days had given me the time to reflect back on everything that happened both at the station and in the hospital.The temporary leave had been helpful somehow and I was actually grateful because I needed time for myself. I was tired of always looking over my shoulder even at work. Getting up from the bed, I got ready for the day. I ate breakfast and thought of what to do in my free time. I decided to spend my time designing jewelry. I couldn't remember the last time I did that a
Evelyn's POV I stood in front of the building, looking at the place only to make memories rush back in. It was a place I once called home, a place I couldn't leave without.Exhaling sharply, I finally moved towards the place. I knocked on the door and waited for someone to pull the door open. I heard footsteps and soon the door was pulled open and the housekeeper stared at me in disbelief. Her familiar face had a slight change as the corners of eyes had wrinkled and her lips were thinner. "Miss, the Alpha told me you would be home tonight, so I made your favorite butter cookies." She beamed as she scanned me, her expression changing."You look different from when I last saw you," she pointed out.I let out a sigh, she knew me too well. She had been there during my childhood to adolescence. She knew when I was happy or sad."I'm really happy to see you again," she added. The last time we saw each other was a few months back. Although I was known as the daughter of Orion Pack's Alph
Evelyn's POVHer face grew pale and her eyes darted around to confirm if anyone was listening to our conversation but once she realized that we're alone, she let out a sigh of relief. "What nonsense are you talking about?" Her voice was shaking but she continued to probe for answers. "Who told you that? What else do you know?"Her next question made me tilt my head and stare at her with pure amusement. The fear on her face grew but I could see anger burning in her eyes as she tried to relax. Suddenly her face darkened and her jaw set. She took a step forward again, trying to intimidate me with her gaze but I remained unfazed, clearly showing her that nothing she did affected me.I just wanted answers to my questions. I wanted to know the truth behind everything. "You're just a dog raised in this house, and I can kill you anytime." She threatened, her eyes searching mine but I kept a blank expression. Rolling my eyes upwards, I scoffed at her threat. She really thought her words wo
Evelyn's POVThe Alpha shook his head, looking displeased by the news. He stared at her in disbelief. "And you think that would work?" He asked, looking uncertain by her decision.Stella placed a hand on her hip with her chin high. "Dad, I told you already that I know what I'm doing and I'm sure I'll get my brand to make it into the Alpha King's mall. Or don't you believe me?" He sighed, washing his hand over his face. "That's not even what I mean. Think about it, Stella. Don't you think that at this point you're just being overly fanciful because we both know the requirements in getting into the Alpha King's mall. It's not as easy as it seems," he tried to explain but Stella was that stubborn child that would never agree that the sky was blue even with it being so clear to her. "Why are you so bothered about that, Dad? We both know that I have what it takes. I'm both competitive and I'll always get what I want if I put the right effort," she replied with a smile curling her lips up
Stella's POV Alpha Dylan's intense gaze held me captive, and for an instant, the world around me blurred. My thoughts reeled, and my pulse stuttered. I felt like a small, fragile creature under the scrutiny of a majestic predator.But I refused to be intimidated.With a nervous swallow, I shook off the spell, my senses snapping back into focus. My voice, though slightly tremulous, carried a hint of determination.“President, actually, I'm currently working in the secretary department,” I began, my words tumbling forth in a rush.Alpha Dylan's expression remained impassive, his eyes never leaving mine. I pressed on, despite the flutter in my chest.“I hope you don't mind my sudden visit, but I have a personal matter to discuss.”The words hung in the air, vulnerable and exposed. I held my breath, awaiting his response, my heart pounding in anticipation.Alpha Dylan's gaze narrowed with his eyes searching mine. For an eternal moment, he said nothing, his silence weighing heavier than a
Dylan's POV As I emerged from the serenity of slumber, the soft morning light crept through the windows, casting a warm glow on Evelyn's peaceful form. Her gentle breathing was a lullaby, but I resisted the urge to linger. Duty called, and my latest development project demanded attention.I leaned in, my lips brushing against Evelyn's forehead in a tender kiss. Her eyelids fluttered, but she settled back into sleep, unaware of my departure.With a quiet smile, I slipped out of bed, shrugging into my tailored suit. The city outside was awakening, its vibrant pulse beckoning me to tackle the day.My secretary, efficient as always, greeted me with a crisp smile and a stack of files. I noticed she looked more relaxed today.“Good morning, sir. Your project proposals are ready for review.”I accepted the documents, scanning the shortlisted companies. One name leapt off the page – Seth Raymond's family business, Jupiter Pack. A spark of intrigue ignited within me, fueled by the complex dyn
Evelyn's POVI stared at him confused, especially with the fact that my birthday was two days from now. “My birthday? You didn't have to…"Dylan's gaze met mine, his eyes softening. “I wanted to,” he said, his voice gentle. “I couldn't bear the thought of missing it.”My heart swelled, touched by his thoughtfulness. No one had ever gone to such lengths for me before.I leaned in closer, my lips brushing against his ear. “Thank you,” I whispered, my voice trembling with emotion.Dylan's arm tightened around me, his chest rising with a deep breath. “Anything for you,” he whispered back, his words lost in the silence of the car.Dylan's hand slipped into his pocket, producing a sleek, velvet-covered gift box. “Here's your birthday present,” he said, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.My fingers trembled slightly as I accepted the box, its weight substantial in my palm. The soft velvet felt luxurious beneath my fingertips.With a delicate touch, I lifted the lid, revealing a dazzling d
Evelyn's POV I jolted awake, my eyelids snapping open to Veronica's shrill voice, its piercing tone like a shattered glass. Disoriented, I blinked rapidly, taking in the scene unfolding before me like a fragmented puzzle.Seth stood inches from me, his face a deep, fiery crimson, guilt etched across his features like a confession. His eyes, wide and frantic, met mine for a fleeting moment, before darting away in shame. The air was heavy with tension.My mind racing, I pieced together the fragments: Seth's proximity, Veronica's outrage, and the electric charge hanging between us like a live wire. A mocking smirk curled my lips, a shield against the vulnerability I felt, and a defense mechanism honed from years of navigating Seth's turbulent emotions.“Were you just trying to kiss me?” I asked, my tone laced with incredulity and a hint of amusement, my voice a velvet-wrapped dagger.Seth's face burned brighter, his embarrassment like a physical blow. His silence was deafening, neither
Evelyn's POV As we stepped into the supermarket, the automatic doors swooshing open with a familiar jingle, I felt a thrill of excitement. The fluorescent lights above cast a warm glow, illuminating the rows of vibrant produce and enticing packaging. Dylan, typically the epitome of sophistication, navigated the aisles with surprising ease, his broad shoulders weaving through the crowds.I had jokingly mentioned wanting to try his cooking, expecting a chuckle or a dismissive smile. But Dylan's eyes sparkled with enthusiasm, his voice low and inviting. “Let's make something special.”Now, as we wandered through the mundane rows, our cart filling with an assortment of colors and textures, I tried not to think to deep by how domestic this felt. This was a side of Dylan I never knew existed – the everyday, ordinary Dylan.Back at the villa, Dylan transformed into a culinary maestro. He commanded the kitchen with confidence, chopping, sautéing, and seasoning with precision. The aromas waft
Veronica's POV I watched in dismay as Seth rushed out of the TV station, leaving me to face the curious gazes of our coworkers. The whispers began to circulate, speculating about our relationship.“Seth and Evelyn, are they…?”“No, no, it's Evelyn he's still hung up on.”I quickly intervened, attempting to salvage the situation. “Evelyn is our classmate, and we were just planning to have dinner together tonight. I'll go check on them.”My words sounded hollow, even to my ears. Feeling awkward and exposed, I hurried out of the TV station, the spotlight of attention shifting uncomfortably onto me.As I emerged into the cool night air, I spotted Seth standing alone, his figure tense and rigid. I approached him nervously, my heels clicking on the pavement.By the time I arrived, Evelyn had already left with someone, I wonder who. A sleek, black Maybach disappeared into the distance, leaving Seth there.“Seth?” I ventured, my voice soft.He turned, his eyes haunted, his expression twisted
Evelyn's POV I stood frozen, Seth's grasp on my arm unexpected. His eyes blazed with intensity, the depth of his emotions raw and unguarded.“What are you doing?” I demanded, my voice low and rough. “You used to tell me to give you freedom every day, and now that I've let go, you're clinging to me?”“Let go-” I started to demand.But he cut me off, his words spilling out in a torrent. “Do you enjoy being fought over by two women? Is that what this is about?”His gaze burned into mine, searching for answers. I felt a surge of indignation, but beneath it, a spark of hurt.“Seth, stop,” I said, my voice firm. “You're misunderstanding everything.”But he wouldn't let up. His face darkened, his eyes narrowing. “Who is your current boyfriend?” he demanded, his tone possessive.I laughed, incredulous. “You have no right to ask that,” I replied, my voice steady.Seth's grip on my arm tightened, his fingers digging deep. “I have every right,” he growled. “You're still mine, Evelyn. In my hear
Evelyn's POVI stood tall, my eyes locked onto the approaching duo. Veronica sauntered over, her arm linking effortlessly with Seth's, a possessive gleam in her eye. The familiarity between them was very evident, and I felt a spark of irritation.But before I could react, Veronica turned to me with a charming smile. “I specially asked Seth to invite a five-star hotel chef to make your favorite cake,” she announced, her voice low and smooth. “You have to eat plenty!”I smiled, my composure regained. “It wasn't necessary, Veronica,” I replied, my tone light.Veronica, sensing an opportunity, began to flirt shamelessly with Seth, her hands tracing the contours of his arm, her laughter tinkling like crystal. The display was overt, calculated to provoke.As they interacted, the surrounding staff watched, transfixed. Envy and fascination etched their faces, drawn to the chemistry between Veronica and Seth.I observed the scene, detached. Veronica's tactics were transparent, designed to make
Seth's POV.I seethed, my fury simmering like a volcano on the brink of eruption, as Evelyn's detached voice sliced through the phone line. Her words, laced with indifference, cut deep, and I felt my anger boiling over.Every fiber in my being screamed for release, but I clenched my jaw, fighting to contain the tempest raging within. The tension coursed through my veins like liquid fire, threatening to consume me.But when the call ended, abruptly severed by Evelyn's dismissive tone, my control snapped. My phone hurtled through the air, bouncing off the couch cushion with a muted thud, a tangible manifestation of my rage.Veronica, seated across from me, recoiled, her eyes wide with alarm. The concern etched on her face only fueled my irritation.“What happened?” she asked, her voice laced with fear.I turned to her, my gaze icy, my expression twisted in a scowl. Veronica's face crumpled, her eyes welling up with tears.“Did I do something wrong to upset you?” she asked, her voice tre