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,
Ch 41 George's POV "Hurting yourself like that was extremely stupid." He scolded and I smiled. "That looked like the best option at that time," I replied. He threw me a glare "And you just couldn't hold yourself back?" I sighed, knowing fully well he wouldn't understand what I was currently going through. "You wouldn't understand Edward," I muttered. He nodded, still going through the files. "Is that something you could get a team to do?" I asked. "Yes, but there's something I wanted to say." He said looking up at me. I gave him the go-ahead and he said "You saw her social media post. You going there?" He asked. I adjusted my seat, looking at him. "What do you think?" I asked back. "That was a post for me to see, if she didn't want me there, she wouldn't make it public," I said. "That might be true, but we still don't know what her plan is. What if you go there, you're walking directly into a trap?" I didn't think of that. "What plan might she h
Ch 42 George's POV "There's something called coincidence, Alpha. " She snapped, opening the door and leaving, slamming the door in the process. I stood there, watching her leave. I sat down on the available seat beside me. My head kept replaying her dress and the way she looked seductive. Her response earlier shook me and I kept wondering what she might have gone through in the past six years without me. What experience did she get that changed her? I played a big part in that role, but still. This Wendy felt and looked like she had nothing left to lose. She doesn't care if she dies, as far as she gets her revenge and we all go down with her. My phone vibrates in my pocket and I bring it out to see a text from Edward. 'Has she killed you yet? We never had a conversation about where you would like to be buried' I chuckled at the text, quickly typing back a reply. 'I'm still much alive much time your disappointment. For where I would like to be buried, on top of yo
43 Wendy's POV I was having my photos when the door to the studio was ripped through. A smirk appeared on my lips as my eyes met the figure that loomed at the entrance. It felt like the whole world went still and it was just us. I saw a future where none of this happened, we were still together and a George Junior running around. It was all a dream and this was the real world. He didn't choose me here, he chose them. We've been through a lot together and how he didn't pause for a moment to think back then is what I don't understand. He owned my heart without working for it back then. Now, maybe he still owned it but am sure as hell not going to give it to him for free. I smirked as he dragged me off the stage and tossed me into one of the dressing rooms. He's still fixated on me being her. He's right and he's wrong. I'm here, but the part that knew and loved him is dead. I mistakenly let him see the bruise on my knuckles and he growled asking where I got it from.
Chapter 44 George's POV It's been over two weeks since the photoshoot and almost three since her return. She's bloomed so far, never dimming for once. Not a day goes by without her name trending online. I never miss her posts, being her number-one fan from the shadows. My obsession with her has gone beyond my control. I can't help it though. I've been thinking about the next move to make and I've not gotten one. Unlike online, offline has been a bit calm and quiet. It's weird and I've been edgy. Rosina is unusually quiet, I've been here, calmly waiting for her reaction. Nothing so far. Apart from where Gerald stormed in here requesting an explanation as to why I sacked his mother, there was nothing. Armstrong boomed, we were no longer sinking, instead, we've been on the rise and I know I have someone to thank for that. I handled the last business project better than they expected and they awarded us with a bonus. We are currently in search of the next and Edward had to make a trip
Ch 45 Brittany's POV "Wendy," I called. I had seen her the moment she walked in with her assistant or partner, I had no idea what relationship she had with the woman. My heart raced, this was my favorite Chinese restaurant what had she come here to do? "Are you okay?" Alpha Leon asked beside me. I swallowed hard as I nodded my head. He had asked me out on a date and since I was free, I decided to take him on his offer not that I liked him or anything. "I'm okay," I muttered, my eyes not leaving Wendy. She looked well and unbothered and that angered me. Why does she look so peaceful? Why does she look like she got up from bed looking as beautiful as ever? Why does she not put any effort? I wake up and I have to put on layers and layers of makeup before I can look beautiful. I have to work my ass off to get the man while they run after her. I hated that she was perfect without even trying. She graduated from art school and landed straight on George's bed. She didn't have t
Ch 46 George's POV I was contemplating what to do. It was a note and I could see writings on it. I frowned as I slowly opened it. The heading has got me reeling, I already knew that what happened six years ago was a plot, but this confirms everything. I sat on the couch in my office, going over everything. I've been looking for proof that she was Wendy, I guess this is it, but who could have left this here? I scanned the handwriting again and I couldn't remember seeing it anywhere. Hold on. I stood up walking to my table. I ransacked it, throwing most of the papers to the floor. I saw what I was looking for embedded in a file. I slowly opened it, praying it wasn't him. I matched the handwriting and it was the same thing. Why would Edward leave this here instead of telling me himself? I was still wondering why he didn't tell me when the door opened and in came him. I turned to stare at him, holding up the two papers. His eyes went from them to me. He stepped in fully, closing th
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
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
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 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 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
George's POVAs soon as I entered the restaurant, I knew I had made a mistake. The flash of the cameras still hurt my eyes, and Brittany's grip on my arm was too tight as she leaned in to say something pointless about choosing the place. But none of that mattered anymore.Because there she was. Wendy.My breath caught. Her laugh sounded out, gentle and sweet, like a memory that stuck with me. She was really smiling. And next to her was a man I didn't know, but he seemed like a big deal. He sat up straight, his suit was perfectly clean, and the smile on his face was a bit too confident as he leaned in close to her, whispering in her ear.I almost froze on the spot. Almost."George?" Brittany's voice woke me up from my trance. Her fake niceness annoyed me as she gave a big smile to the photographers behind us.Then Wendy looked at me. The smile on her face went away for a second, but that was all I needed to see. I knew she was just as surprised as I was. She didn't think I'd be here to
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