George's POV "There are two sides to every story, George. Listening to the perspectives of those you consider weaker may prove to be the right course of action," he stated, prompting me to pause. What did he mean by that?"I don't understand," I muttered quietly and he shook his head. "You never do, George." He replies, emptying his glass content down his throat. I waited for him to continue, I needed him to explain what he meant, but he didn't. "No! You don't get to do this to me, Edward. You don't get to speak in any more parables and not explain." I said. He scoffed in response. "Do you always need things to be explained to you George? Why can't you take a hint and solve things on your own?" He asked, placing his cup down with a clatter. "I'll be in the car. Don't stay long, you're already wasted as it is." He spat, turning to leave. I wasn't drunk, I was far from drunk. My act was just a pretense. The bartender came around with another round and I shook my head. I needed m
Ch 34George's POV"Fuck!" I cuss, my eyes turning a shade of red. She was freaking innocent and I just put her through that. She lost her child. My child. Our child. How was I blinded by Rosina that I didn't see the signs? I believed Rosina over someone who stayed with me through thick and thin. Wendy was there with me ever before I became king of Alphas. Standing up from the bed, I got my unsteady legs to carry me to where I kept my bottle of scotch. Edward was wrong when he said drinking helped no one, well, look what's helping me think. Wendy never felt comfortable with Rosina and any chance she got, she let me know. I waved it off, after all, not all daughters-in-law got along with their mother-in-law. Stepmother-in-law, if there was anything like that term. I walked around my room, stopping in front of the mirror. I stared at my reflection and I hated the figure that stared back. I just realized I hurt the one person I once swore to never harm. "No!" I whispered into th
35Queen Rosina's POVI stormed out of the hall raging in anger. What the hell just happened in there? I, Queen Rosina was pressed on the table and forced to apologize to that bitch called Wendy. How she's not six feet down the earth is shocking. I watched the car bust into flames with her in it, so how come she's here showing her ugly face? I walked to my car still fuming. "Are you okay?" Max asked and I ignored him. I don't want to say a thing, because once I do I won't be able to stop myself from ripping that bitch in pieces. I'm already concocting ways to end her when my phone vibrates in my bag. I bring it out to see a text from Gerald. I scoffed at it, who in their right senses sends this? What does he mean by he has no idea what his next action will be? He's a man who should take up responsibility sometimes. I have no idea where Brittany would have gone and I pray she does nothing stupid because if she screws up a pattern of my plan, I would end her the same way I want t
Ch 36Queen Rosina's POVI heard a chuckle and then a maniac laugh. I lifted my head to see Brittany laughing to her fill, water creeping from her eyes. "She was always a sneaky bastard." She said. I frowned while she kept laughing, clutching onto her stomach. "Your plans have started failing, Queen Rosina and if you're not careful you'll go down." She stated, getting on her feet, trying to leave when Gerald held her back."You go nowhere, we are in this together." He snarled, slamming her to the wall. "Whitney did this, we have to get back at her." He said and Brittany chuckled."Was that a chuckle?" Gerald asked, advancing close to her. "By all means, please what's the plan?" She asked, holding back a laugh. "I have to clear my name. Say it was a misunderstanding. I would use Armstrong Corps resources for that." I muttered."Great, then what else? How do we deal with my whore of a sister?" Brittany asked and I glared at her. "Did you just use the term 'we'?" I asked and she m
Ch 37 Queen Rosina's Pov Okay, I'm finished. Throughout the night, I toss in my bed, unable to sleep. I woke up the next day with a piercing headache. "You okay?" Max asked, making his way out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist. I groaned, massaging my forehead. "Headache," I answered. "That's what happens when you don't sleep at night. What's bothering you?" He asked, coming to where I was. "A lot. I received countless threats last night and I have no idea who sent it." I said. "Threats about?" He asked, placing his forefinger on my head and massaging it. I moaned at the slight relief it gave and craved for more. Whipping out my phone from where I kept it, I showed him the text. His demeanor changed immediately. "Who else knows about us?" I asked. "No one, just us. We've been so secretive I don't think anyone would be able to make a pattern." He answered, dialing the number. 'The number you dialed does not exist' The exact same thing it s
Chapter 38 Queen Rosina's POV "Armstrong Corps," I muttered to Brittany, using my piece of cloth to wipe my body. I got shoved a few times, thereby coming in contact with those peasants. Brittany chuckled and I looked at her. "What's funny?" I snarled in disgust. Everyone around me felt icky and disgusting. "I saved your ass, the least you could do is be nice." She said, focusing her gaze on the road. "Four slaps and your brain still hasn't reset," I mumbled, still wiping my hands clean. I smelt of Poverty and I hated it. I was going to sue them for what happened today, I just need to clear my name. "Karma is coming for you, my lady. Watch your back. " She replied instead. My frown deepened and I wondered if I had wrinkles all over. I've been doing a lot of frowning this day. "Guess what, Brit?" I said. She stared at me through the rearview mirror and I continued "When it comes to me, you won't be left out. Watch your front." I fired back. She glared at me throu
39Wendy's POVI didn't sleep a wink last night, I don't know but I kept tossing and tossing. After some time, I got up. I needed something to take my mind off things. I decided to work on my impending projects. Just as I grabbed my laptop, I felt a sharp pain in my knuckles. I winced, taking a look at it. It was red, like bruised red. I don't remember hurting myself before I went to bed, so why am I waking up to a bruise on my hand? I was still contemplating where I got the wound from when I felt a sharp pain in my chest. "Argh!" I groaned.I had unbearable chest pains growing up, but on a scale of 1 to 10, this was a 6.I felt the pain again and I groaned, falling to the floor. Okay, this is a 9 and a half. Tears pricked at the corner of my eyes, threatening to fall. I blinked then back, searching for my pills. I found them quickly, throwing two pills in my mouth and swallowing. I lay on the bare floor, waiting for the pain to subside. I threw two more in my mouth, I would re
Ch 40 George's POV The moment the door to my office opened, I knew who it was. Rosina. Immediately my eyes met her, I felt like strangling the life out of her. I held back my anger, placing my hands on the table as I got busy. I prayed within me for her not to say anything daring because I wouldn't be able to hold back my anger. "I can't be fired from this company, I'm an elder and also a shareholder." She stated This was the only statement I could register in my head the moment she walked in, the rest was just babbling. I stared up at her wondering how it would feel to strangle her and watch life seep away from her. Fun. "You are an elder of the pack and no, as of noon last night, someone else replaced you as the shareholder. Now if there's nothing else, kindly get out, Rosina." She stared at me in horror, taking her time to register what I just said. "You can't do this George." She babbled. "If I get to hear my name once more from that pathetic mouth of yours,
Chapter 164George's POV The hall was bright and all. I saw familiar faces, they were l smiling at me but all that really mattered at the moment was Wendy.Wendy. My Luna. My wife.The elders stood in front of her, their expressions a mixture of both respect and reverence. One of the elders Elder Marcus, cleared his throat. "Wendy Ashton, do you accept this position as Luna, to stand by Alpha George and lead the pack with wisdom and strength?"Her gaze shifted toward me for a brief second. That smile — soft, knowing — calmed something deep inside me."I accept," she said, her voice breaking but it remained a bit steady.A low ritualistic howl sounded across the pack as they welcomed their Luna, I walked closer to her, taking her hands in mine, they were so soft."You’re finally mine," I whispered to her.She smiled. "And you’re finally mine."I leaned down, brushing my lips slightly against hers. The hall erupted in cheers. But the celebration wasn’t just for Wendy’s coronation. The
Chapter 163The courtyard was dangerously silent. It was the day the evil shall be rewarded. Gerald, Brittany, Rosina and Edward. They knelt side by side, their hands tied to their backs as they looked like criminals. They all had spiteful looks, befitting each other. Criminals, aren't they? That's what they were and they're taking their punishment.George wasn’t there. He didn’t need to be. Neither did Wendy. They had already won. What will they gain in watching the disgraceful sight?.Elder Mikhail stood there in front of them. His white hair cascading gorgeously on his shoulders. His robe's rope dangled just above the floor. He looked at them with disgust, before he started his judgement.“Gerald. Edward.” His voice was sharp, cutting through the silence like a knife cut through bread. “You have been found guilty of conspiracy against the… Alpha and the pack. You plotted to destabilize our leadership, and in doing so, you endangered not only the pack’s unity but its very survival.
George's POV.After she had pecked me goodbye, I stood outside watching her sit back down on the couch, pulling the curtains as I told her to.I wanted to go, but my legs seemed to be stuck on the floor.I should leave.I hopped in my car, looking at the distant house in my front before I turned the car on.I already bid her goodnight, made sure she was safe.But why did I feel this tightness in my chest?I ran a hand through my hair, exhaling, shakily and…sharply. I could go back in. Stay the night. Make sure she’s safe. But I knew Wendy would call me paranoid. She’d tell me that it was over, that we could move on.Still, something not so comforting gnawed at me.Maybe I was imagining it — the feeling that someone was watching us, the unease burning in my gut. But the thought of leaving her alone tonight made my wolf shout inside uneasily.My phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out, seeing a message from Liam.“Everything’s secured. Gerald’s not getting out of this one.”I sighed.
Chapter 161Wendy’s POVThe room felt colder after Ryan left the room. His words echoed in my head, tightening my chest until it hurt badly."Because Edward always wins."George stood still, his fists clenched beside him, his face was pale, tight with a quiet, almost dangerous rage.My hand touched his arm. “George?”His jaw is tight. “I should’ve known.”“You couldn’t have.”He shook his head. “Ryan’s been in this from the start. He’s been feeding Edward information this whole time.” His lips curled darkly. “And we trusted him.”I swallowed hard. “What do you think is going to happen?”George’s gaze was immediately darkened. “I will find Gerald before he makes his next move.”The door swung open. A guard stood at attention, breathless. “Sir—”“What?” George’s voice was sharp.“They got him.”My breath caught. “Gerald?”The guard nodded. “We just received word. He was tracked to a private airstrip. Our team tracked him before he could leave the country. He’s back in custody.”Relief
Chapter 160George’s POVThe day started too perfect. It left a weird kind of feeling in the deep part of my stomach.Wendy was in the kitchen, checking the fridge for what she could make. “Do you want eggs or pancakes?” she called.“Both.”She rolled her eyes, smiling. “Greedy.”I stretched out on the soft couch, my arms behind my head. “You love it.”Her lips curved. “Yeah. I guess I do.”My phone buzzed on the table. I ignored it. But it buzzed again. And again.Wendy shot me a look. “You gonna get that?”“Nope.”But it wouldn’t stop. Sighing, I grabbed it. Unknown number. Weird. I almost let it go to voicemail, but something made me answer.“Yeah?”“George.” A voice I hadn’t heard in years. Cold. Amused. Twisted.Edward.My whole body tensed. “What do you want?”“Just checking in,” he said lightly. “It’s been too quiet, don’t you think?”My jaw clenched. “Stay the hell away from us.”He laughed. “Oh, George. You know that’s not how this works.”Click.The line went dead.My ha
George's POVI woke up to sunlight stabbing me right in the eyes. Annoying as hell. I groaned then turned my head, but I immediately felt it , her soft skin under my arm, warm breath on my chest.Wendy.She curled into me, her face was pressed against my chest. Her hair was a mess, it was all over the pillow and my shoulder. I could feel her breath, it was soft and even, against my skin. My arm tightened around her waist.I wasn’t dreaming, right?My eyes opened the more, adjusting to the light. No, I'm not dreaming. She was real. And she's here.Her lashes fluttered, then her eyes opened — those brown eyes that always made my chest feel tight. She blinked but sleepily.“Mornin’,” I said, my voice was rough.She made a small noise, her face scrunching up like she was annoyed I even spoke.“Too early,” she mumbled. “It's…too…early.”I grinned. “It’s almost noon, ma'am,” “When do you plan to wake?”“Too early,” she repeated again, her hand slid up my chest and it rested there, her
George's POVI walked out of Wendy’s apartment, my heart beating hard. Too hard. I could even hear the sound in my ears. For the first time since everything happened, I felt hope. Real hope.She didn’t say yes completely. But she didn’t say no too. That was enough for me.Her words kept coming back to me as I stepped into the night air. What if I really leave everything behind?I grinned, from ear to ear, shaking my head. I will wait. As long as there’s one small chance, I will wait.I entered my car and started driving. The road was quiet. Only the streetlights and the sound of the engine. My phone buzzed on the seat beside me. I reached for it, my eyes looking at the screen.It was my spy.I sighed and picked it up. "What?""There’s movement," the voice said. "Edward is restless. Something big is happening tonight."My jaw tightened. "Watch him. Let me know if anything changes."I ended the call and threw the phone down. Edward again. That bastard. He wasn’t going to ruin this. Not
Wendy's POV"I’ll be there."he had said.I wasn’t so sure. I wasn't sure of everything, yet all I want is stability, and I have only two options. I go on that trip that leads me to avoid George or I get back with him. But the hard part is, either of the options work well with me.But the second seems more bothering, now that I have his possession with me.I pressed a hand to my stomach. A life growing inside me. His life.My ringtone completely pulled me out of all my thoughts.I thought it was a call from George, but …It wasn’t.It was a call from an unknown number.I hesitated, then answered. "Hello?"Silence.A knock sounded at the door. It must be George, but can I take risks?.I stiffened. "Who is it?""It’s me," George’s voice came through.I hesitated, then stood and opened the door.I inhaled a soft breath, it was George."Can I come in?" he asked.I stepped aside, letting him pass. He walked inside the room, but his eyes were on me the whole time."You didn’t have to come ba
Wendy's POVI sat on the edge of my bed, the pregnancy test still sitting on the bathroom counter. Two pink lines. Positive. The result kept flashing in my mind, over and over again, until it felt like it was carved into my skull.Pregnant.My hand drifted toward my stomach. A life—George’s child—growing inside me. I should have been freaking out more, panicking, but instead, I felt… numb.No part of me regretted it. Not really. But the weight of what this meant… that was the part I wasn’t ready to face yet.How was I supposed to tell George? Or was I even going to tell him at all?My phone buzzed beside me. I glanced at the screen. A message from George.George: Are you okay? Wendy, answer me.I sighed and tossed the phone aside. He wasn’t going to let this go. I know how relentless George can be especially when he suspects that something might be happening.I rested my head back on the bed, nothing was running through my mind. I stared at the ceiling, trying to know what to think f