Wendy's POVI still had the crumpled napkin in my hand when I felt bad about acting on instinct. My heart beat fast as Derek sat across from me, his blue eyes wide with confusion and, I think, curiosity. He hadn't stopped looking at me since I kissed him - a kiss that I knew was a big mistake and would cause trouble.Derek said, “Wendy...” His deep voice cut through my jumbled thoughts. He leaned forward, his eyebrows scrunched up in a mix of curiosity and uncertainty. “What... what does that kiss mean?”I sighed and tossed the napkin on the table, rubbing my head. I was so tired of George and his jealousy. And I was tired of letting it get to me. “Prince Derek.” I said calmly. I had to be careful not to make him angry, but also not to bring up old feelings between me and my ex-husband.“Maybe we should talk about this tomorrow. I...” I raised my hands in frustration. “Tonight has been more complicated than I thought it would be.”Derek blinked, his mouth opening like he wanted to dis
Wendy's POVI came out of the restaurant, my heart racing, my teeth gritted so hard they might break. The sight of Wendy kissing Derek, kept playing in my head over and over. I was furious. I wasn't thinking straight - and I didn't care right then.“Your Highness, the car is ready.” my driver said, standing next to the shiny black car.I waved him away quickly without looking. “Leave it.” I said loudly. My voice sounded harsh, almost like a growl. I couldn't sit in the car, it felt too small. I needed to get out. I needed room. I needed air. Anything but this angry feeling that was getting worse inside me.My feet took me to the edge of the forest without me thinking much. I started unbuttoning my shirt as I walked deeper into the woods. By the time I was surrounded by trees, I was running and taking off my clothes. The change happened easily - almost too easily, like my wolf inside me was waiting for this moment to take over. My bones changed shape, my body transformed. Fur grew on m
Wendy's POVAs soon as George answered my call, I could tell something was wrong on the other end. He was breathing slowly, carefully - not calm, but like he was about to blow up. I tried to sound cheerful and friendly, acting like I didn't notice how angry he was and how hard he was trying not to lose his temper.“Hello.” I said to him, trying to sound friendly even though he couldn't see me. “I was hoping to run into you.”His response was brief, almost rude. “Wendy.”No introductions. No small talk. Him using my first name said a lot - it was friendly and mean at the same time, showing how upset he was. I ignored the awkward feeling in the air and kept going.“I'm glad you picked up.” I said, acting like I didn't hear how strained his voice sounded. “I - I wanted to talk to you.”He laughed quietly on the other end, and though it was soft, the mocking in it was clear. “Talk?” he said again, his voice firm. “Isn't that what we're doing now?”I bit back my retort, suppressing the spa
Wendy’s POVWhen George angrily left the restaurant, his boots making a loud noise on the ground, I didn’t go after him. I stayed in my seat, holding my wine glass tightly. The anger he felt was still in the air, but I didn’t let it affect me. His angry words kept playing in my mind, hurting me with each one.I shook my head to clear it and took a slow drink. George was acting like a kid - reckless and silly. Didn't he get how bad Queen Rosina and her son Gerald were? Did he think this was just about a small feud or a chance to become popular?“No, George.” I said quietly, putting the glass down. “This isn't about you or your pride. It's about staying safe. About what's fair.”The thought of tonight's dinner made me nervous. I had to be there. It wasn't just a rule to have a big meal for a visiting leader it was a chance to get information, to get closer to Leader Sirius, to find out where Rosina and Gerald were hiding. But George made it clear - I wasn't invited to dinner tonight. No
I had just gotten back to the pack house and was trying to catch my breath when I got a message. There was a loud knock at my door, and before I could say anything, a guard stuck his head in.“Your Highness, Alpha Sirius and his group have just arrived at the gates.” the guard told me with a low bow. His voice was calm, but there was a hidden urgency in the way he spoke.I pushed back my chair, the leather creaking under me. For years, I'd kept a calm face as the Alpha King, but something about Sirius' visit made me feel excited and nervous inside. I grabbed my jacket from the back of my chair and walked towards the door.As I walked up the big steps of the pack house, I heard the loud engines of Sirius' cars. Black SUVs, a typical choice for a visiting leader, stopped on the driveway in front of the house.The dark windows sparkled in the late afternoon sun, and after a moment, the doors opened at the same time. Men in suits got out - Sirius' second-in-command, some bodyguards, and f
George's POVWhen I saw her, it felt like all the air left the room, and I got really angry. Wendy Ashton, or Whitney Decodes as she calls herself now, stood at the entrance of the big hall, looking confident and bold.Her red dress fit her body tightly, showing just enough to be tempting, and the high slit was daring. She wasn't just being brave - she was trying to make an impression. I could sense it, like my instincts were warning me.I stayed calm - or at least tried to - in front of the important guests. Standing up from the fancy chair that looked like a throne, I said excuse me, and didn't hide my unhappy face. My voice was loud enough to be heard over the quiet talk, “Have fun at the party. I'll be back soon.”I walked down the stairs to where she was standing, her eyes fixed on me with a annoying smile on her face. She was already getting on my nerves. I reached her in a few big steps, and before she could say anything, I grabbed her wrist tightly, pulling her near. The surpr
George's POVAlpha Sirius sat across from me, his sharp eyes staring at my face. His voice was calm but serious, showing how important this was to him. I swirled the wine in my glass, pretending to be interested as he started talking about working together between his Moonlight Pack and my Shadow Fangs Pack.“My king.” Sirius said, choosing his words carefully, “if our packs work together, it would be a new start. The Moonlight Pack and Shadow Fangs would be the strongest team in the land. Think about combining our military power. Joining together is not just a good idea - it's going to happen.”He kept staring, but I didn't want to give him my full attention. I nodded, mostly to be polite, though my mind was only half-listening to what he said. Across the room, I saw Wendy sitting at a table. She was leaning her head towards Prince Derek, like he was telling her a really funny joke. Her laugh made me feel annoyed suddenly.“An alliance, huh?” I said distractedly, giving Sirius a quic
Wendy's POVThe room's happy chatter and laughter stopped as two soldiers came in, their uniforms perfect but their faces serious. Their boots tapped against the marble floor, a big difference from the gentle music of the strings playing in the corner.My eyes naturally went to them as they walked right up to George. He was standing near the main table, his big shoulders stiff, talking to a group of friends. The soldiers bent in, said something to him, and I saw the quick flash of anger on his face.George's jaw clenched, his lips forming a tight line. He stopped for just a moment before walking quickly over to Sirius, the Alpha of the Moonlight Pack. I saw George lean in to whisper to Sirius, but their conversation was too quiet to understand. Sirius nodded once, his face showing no emotion, before George turned around and left with the soldiers.“Is everything okay?” Derek's voice brought me back to the table where I sat next to him. His handsome face was calm, but I saw a hint of c
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