Wendy's POVDaven opened the car door with a friendly smile. “After you Ms.”I got into the passenger seat. “Thanks, Daven.” I said, buckling my seatbelt.He softly shut the door and got into the driver's seat. We drove away from the palace. “So.” I said, looking at Daven. “You knew, right? About the message that came in, the one that cleared my name.”Daven looked at me, his eyes shining with a bit of playfulness. “Maybe.” he said, still watching the road.“You sly wolf“ I chuckled, shaking my head. “You always have to stay ahead, right?”He laughed softly. “Someone has to be.” he said, his smile turning serious. “Listen, Ms Wendy, I knew right away that it wasn't you. Queen Rosina, her tricks are always so obvious. I switched to investigation mode the second they pulled you out. I began searching for proof of her role in the Dawn Valley massacre.”My eyebrows raised in surprise. “You were looking for proof of her involvement?”He nodded, his jaw set tight. “I thought she was behind
Rosina's POVI walked across the soft carpet of my room, the fancy patterns fading with each quick step. I paced back and forth, like a trapped animal, the soft wool doing nothing to ease my anger.My grip tightened on the phone I held, the screen showing my worried face, the lines around my eyes more noticeable. The message, that nasty, bold threat, still stared at me from the screen“Leave Whitney alone, or face the results.”The words felt like a snake wrapped around my heart, ready to bite. They came just after that awful email, the one with the…proof. Proof of my carefully crafted plans, my detailed strategies, all now exposed and weak. And this…this obvious threat. How could they?I turned around, my anger boiling over. This wasn't how things were meant to be. Wendy Ashton, or Whitney Decodes, or whatever name she used now, was supposed to be buried under a pile of accusations, her life ruined, her future gone. Yet here she was, not just free but daring to threaten me!The door
Rosina’s P.O.VI put the hood of my black cloak over my head. It was midnight again, and tonight required caution. I couldn’t make another mistake like last time. George’s doubts were already too close for comfort, and I wouldn’t let his curiosity ruin everything I had built.The stone walls closed in on me as I walked down the secret hallway behind the curtain in my room. I moved quietly, carefully. This path wasn’t used much and was known only to a few people, and that was my only comfort.“They won't come after me.” I whispered to myself, but it didn't feel true. Last time, I hadn't been careful, and George—almost found out about my nighttime activities. If Logan hadn't acted fast with that wolvesbane bomb... But I didn’t want to think about that. This time, I would be flawless. Invisible. Silent.I got to the end of the hallway and pressed my hand on the rough stone where the secret mechanism was. I heard a soft noise as the hidden door opened, showing the dark forest beyond the p
George's P.O.VI shut the door hard behind me, breathing heavily in frustration as I walked to my desk. I sat down in the chair, rested my elbows on the desk, and covered my face with my hands. My mind was going back to just one name, one face—Whitney Decodes.Or was it Wendy? Could it really be her? A sharp pain hit my chest at the thought. Even with her coldness and sharp looks, there was something in her eyes when she glanced at me—yes, that same fire—that made me think of her. Was I just imagining it? Was I wishing for something because I was desperate, or was this real?“Damn it.” I whispered to myself, pulling my hair with both hands. Her rejection hit my pride hard. No woman had ever resisted me this much, much less brushed me off like that. But if this Whitney was really Wendy, her cold attitude explained a lot. Why else would she be so far away?I was suddenly overwhelmed by memories of what we went through—what I put her through in the past. I remembered how she looked at me
Brittany's POVI sat in a quiet cafe by the market. My fingers tapped the side of my untouched coffee cup. Where was he? Every second made my patience wear thin. I moved around the chair sliding a little on the uneven stones beneath me. It wasn’t like Elder Lucius to be late, especially after all the money I had put into this crazy plan.A shadow passed over the table, and I looked up quickly. There he was, Elder Lucius sitting down across from me. He didn’t seem rushed, and he didn’t have the sense of urgency I really needed from him. Instead, he smiled and nodded at me like we were old friends sharing tea.“Ah, Brittany, it’s always nice to see you.” Lucius said easily. His relaxed tone sparked anger in me.“Pleasure?” I said sharply while leaning closer to him. “That's not the word I’d pick, Lucius. Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting here?”“Oh, come on.” he said while waving his hand like he was shooing away a bothersome fly. “I had other things to deal with.”“Yes, l
George's POVThe papers my servant had given me earlier felt heavy in my hands. My jaw tightened as I looked through the papers, each page bringing new feelings of doubt and disbelief.“You must be joking.” I said softly to myself.The evidence I saw, as bad as it looked, clearly pointed to Whitney Decodes—Wendy. At least, the woman I insisted was her. There were records of strange bank deals, connections with shady people, and hacking actions linked to some of the most dangerous criminals around.“This doesn’t seem correct.” I said quietly, shaking my head.The woman I remembered—the hurt and betrayed Wendy, who once loved me deeply—couldn’t have done this. Yet, in black and white, there were clear facts. Could it really all be her fault? Or was someone trying to blame her?“What if...” I gulped as a thought I didn't want came to me. “...what if she really is tricking me? All this time, acting distant, ignoring me, making me beg like some lovesick fool?”I held the edges of the file
Wendy's POVDaven was lying on the ground and the groan he let out showed he was alive. I felt guilty but it wasn’t really my fault that George chose that moment to show up—again.“Daven, sit up.” I said while gently nudging his arm. When he didn’t react, I pushed him up by the shoulders. He blinked at me with his dark eyes squinting as he tried to focus.“Miss Wendy?” He seemed confused and out of it and when he tried to move, he flinched. He raised a hand to the back of his head. “What just happened?”“You got attacked.” I said shortly while helping him sit up even though he insisted he was fine.“What?” His voice got a bit higher as he frowned. “When? I was just... sorting the files. Then suddenly... boom. Just—someone hit me from behind.” He rubbed his head, wincing with each touch.I crossed my arms, frowning at the thought of George standing there like he owned the place, bold enough to enter my space. “That someone was George.”“George?” Daven said the name as if I had just sai
Wendy's POVPeople gasped and whispers filled the air.“Wendy Ashton?” someone whispered from the rear.“Is that really her? Wolfless Wendy?” another voice whispered from my left.“I thought she was dead!” an older man said.I stood strong at the podium, straightening my shoulders as the whispers grew louder. The crowd that had come for a business talk was now fully focused on me. A reporter from an online news site jumped up from her chair.“Miss Ashton! Why show who you are now?”Another reporter rushed to get his microphone closer. “Are you trying to get back at them for what they did to you as an omega?”The questions hit me lmbut I stayed calm. I grabbed the small pile of papers I had put on the podium before the event started, collecting them as the noise around me grew louder. What was once a group of onlookers was now a wild crowd of reporters, fans, and critics, pushing toward me like an unstoppable wave.“Please, just one question at a time!” someone from my PR team yelled,
George's POVWendy’s hurt and disappointed face kept flashing in my mind. I kept replaying the date, feeling regret with every mistake. What could I have done better? How could I have reached her heart? These questions circled, with no answers, until the early light of morning started to come through the curtains.I finally fell asleep, but only for a little while. I woke up suddenly, grabbing my phone. The calendar showed Wendy's birthday. I felt a rush of panic and guilt. I had been so focused on feeling sorry for myself that I almost forgot. I threw off the covers, my heart pounding. I needed to fix this, or at least try. I hadn’t forgotten her birthday. I planned everything, and I needed to show her I still care and haven’t given up on us.I wrote a letter, sharing my regret and hope for her happiness. I called my helper and told him to send it with a bunch of her favorite red roses and a box of the fanciest chocolates I could find. I didn’t mind the cost all that mattered was Wen
Wendy's POVThe glass doors opened as I walked into the lobby of my office building. The quiet sound of the air and the gentle typing on computers filled the room like a nice background noise. But today, there was something more - a quiet excitement, a soft murmur of people talking. I didn't need to see them to know they were talking about it, about her. About Queen Rosina, the mean person finally shown for who she really was.I walked past the front desk, the quiet talking fading away, but I heard a few things - “bad person.” “mean plans.” “finally caught.” It seemed everyone knew about Rosina's dishonesty now, and it was ruining her reputation. I let a small smile show on my face. It was a good day, a very good day. I was finally getting my life back to normal.Arriving at my office door, I swiped my card, the lock opening with a nice click. My office was calm and quiet, which soothed me. I went to my desk, the shiny surface reflecting the morning sun, and sat down. I checked the la
George's POVI honked the horn on my car. I knew it was childish, but thinking about Wendy’s reaction made me smile like crazy. I’d spent the whole afternoon adjusting it to be just the right amount. Her door opened, and then she showed up.I couldn't breathe. She walked down the steps like she was floating, wearing a dress. I didn't even notice the color or the fabric, just how it flowed with her, how the light highlighted every curve. The dress was both elegant and incredibly sexy, and she wore it perfectly. It didn't matter what the dress looked like. It was her in the dress that mattered.I quickly turned off the car and jumped out, rushing to her side. I opened the door for her, my heart beating fast. "Wendy," I said, trying to keep my voice steady, "You look… absolutely beautiful."She hesitated before taking my hand, looking at me a bit longer than she had to. "George," she said, her voice polite but not too friendly. "Thanks for the ride." She got into the car. I could feel my
Wendy's POVMy eyes met Brittany's across the crowded room but Brittany's eyes didn't show shock, they showed anger, like more trouble was cooking inside her.A slow smile spread across my face. Rosina was running, her plans were out, and her power was falling apart. Brittany was next. This thought excited me, it felt like I was winning. I kept looking at Brittany for a moment, letting her understand my smile, before I turned and walked away with the room's chatter fading out.I could feel George's eyes on me, but I didn't stop. I kept walking steadily and confidently with my head held high, until I reached the doors and went out into the free space.Daven was already there, leaning against my car, with his big smile on his face. "Miss Wendy! That was great! You totally beat them. We won, Miss Wendy! We really won!" His voice shook with excitement as he stood up.I stood in front of him with my face not showing the same excitement. "Won? Daven, this isn't over yet. Rosina is gone, but
Wendy's POVDaven drove the car through the scene outside our house. The morning sun reflected off many cameras all trying to take my picture.“Ready Miss Ashton?” Daven asked his voice calm despite the disorder. I liked how calm he was.“As ready as I'll be” I said taking a deep breath. I didn't want them to see me get nervous. I grabbed the door handle the cold metal a small comfort.The moment I got out of the car I was hit with a lot of questions. Microphones were pushed in my face reporters shouted over each other their voices a loud mix of accusations and weird curiosity.“Miss Ashton can you comment on the accusations?”“How do you feel being back after all these years?”“Did you expect to return as an Omega?”“Is it true that you were behind the cyber attack?”I ignored them my eyes on the big entrance of the pack house. It was the same stone the same big building but it seemed smaller less scary than I recalled. I made my way through the crowd Daven behind me protecting me fr
Wendy's POVGeorge had a serious expression while keeping his eyes on the road with his hands tightly gripping the wheel and his knuckles turning white.That accidental kiss was still fresh in my mind. It was a mistake, a silly one that happened. But I couldn't forget it. I still felt the quick and surprising warmth of his mouth on mine when we fell a while back.I saw the shock in his eyes, and for a moment before he pulled away. He's been different since then, less like a king and more... personal. I looked at his profile silently admiring him.He seemed different not just older but in the way he felt, the way he moved. I had built strong walls around my heart and I wasn't sure if I was ready to tear them down, even for him. Even though a part of me deep down wanted to.I moved around in my seat while trying to ignore my racing heart while The man we caught was lying in the trunk. We were both really stressed out. He had been hinting at me that he was interested. He's a tough and co
Brittany's POVI watched as the council members spoke one by one. “No witness… impossible… no evidence….” Rosina's smug face which was shown live on TV, made me feel slapped. I could almost hear her laughter in my ears.“This can't be happening.” I said while walking back and forth in front of the screen. I let myself believe Rosina’s false promises. Rosina was so sure with her smiles and confident glances. She swore she had a perfect plan. Now see how it all turned out. This is a disaster!I grabbed my phone from the table, tapping Rosina’s number so hard. The phone rang loudly. When she finally answered, her voice was calm.“Brittany? What's the matter?” she said with her too-sweet voice annoying me.“I watched the whole trial on TV“ I said. “This is a disaster! They’re basically gunning for you now, How can you be so calm?”There was a pause just long enough to make me angry. “Now, now, Brittany, no need to get upset. We’re not done yet.” she said while still annoyingly calm.“Not
George's POVAs soon as I stepped onto the porch my senses went on high alert. The front door was unlocked, showing we weren't the first to come. I pushed it open slowly, moving carefully as my wolf instincts took over. Inside, it was dark with only a little light coming through the cracks under the closed curtains.I slipped inside and held my breath listening for any sign of life or noise in the silence. My eyes slowly got used to the dark and looked around. It was a messy living room, not from everyday use but from someone searching in a hurry. Tables were knocked over, cushions open, and papers everywhere as if someone was looking for something specific.I moved slowly and carefully. The house was too quiet, which made me uneasy. Then, I heard a noise from the room next door. It made me stop and turn. I didn’t have time to think about it as I turned and looked. The sound came again. I followed it with my attention very focused.I carefully moved to the doorway and entered the room
Wendy's POVI leaned on the car feeling overwhelmed. George stood next to me looking confused. “Who else are you talking about Wendy? There's no one else we can call now not after...” His voice stopped and I could see how frustrated he was.“George listen.” I said sitting up straight my voice serious. “The witness I mean is in the fake photo! That fuzzy picture of me with the mercenaries? That guy is important! If we make the picture clearer look into it we can find out who he really is. Knowing who he is will let us take him to the council!”George's eyes showed he got it but he still had doubts. “You really think this will work? They already stopped us once.”“Yes!” I said feeling sure. “I know it will work. I have what I need at my desk - we can make the picture clearer and figure out who he is. We can show the council what's real!” I held onto the car feeling more determined. “We need to hurry before Rosina hides the proof.”With a firm nod George opened the car door. “Then let’s