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,
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.
My heart hurt. I needed to find out if the woman was honest about Whitney. Was she set up? Was this all a big trick? I had worked hard to believe my pack made the right choice, but now, all my worries were coming back like a monster from the dark. I felt like the worst leader ever. I had detained the woman I loved. What had I done?“Is something bothering you, Your Majesty?” Duncan asked with his voice interrupting my thoughts and bringing me back to reality.I concentrated on him, trying to think straight. “The woman I spoke to at the party, the one who talked about the attacks.” I said, my voice tense, “She’s missing. The guards said she never left the room, but she's gone.”Duncan frowned. “That's really strange, Your Majesty. And worrisome.”“It's not just worrying, Duncan.” I said, my hand tightening into a fist. “It's…really suspicious.”He didn't reply, just focused on the road again, but I could see he was tense. He wanted to say something but kept quiet. I knew he was worried
I rushed back into the main hall. The witness, the woman who mentioned the attack, was missing. Disappeared. “Where is she?” I shouted. The two guards who had been watching the door, their expressions as blank as the stone statues outside, quickly stood up straight.“Your Majesty.” said one of them. “We haven't let anyone go through. No one has left this room, we promise you.”“Are you saying she just grew wings and flew out the window?” I said angrily. “She was right here. I talked to her just five minutes ago. Where did she go?”The older guard shifted his weight awkwardly. “With all due respect, Your Majesty, we have been standing outside this room for the last hour. No one has come in or gone out. It just can't be true.”My hands tightened as anger bubbled up inside me. “She was here! She warned me about an attack. You're saying a woman just vanished when two trained guards were right outside? Are you joking with me?”The gaurd winced at how I spoke, but he stood his ground. “Not
George's POVMy men moved, and as they approached her. I felt a strong urge to stop them, to protect her. But I couldn’t. I was the Alpha King, and I had to do my duty, even if it hurt me inside. Whitney crouched a little, her hands clenched into fists. Her eyes, usually bright and warm, were now like cold, hard stones, showing danger.She looked ready to fight, to overcome anything in her way. This wasn’t the Wendy I knew... She seemed like a wild animal, trapped and ready to attack.The crowd, which had just been laughing and talking, quickly formed a wide circle around her with their faces showing fear and dark curiosity. They understood what a trapped wolf could do.“Whitney,“ I said softly, but my words broke the quiet. I moved closer, stretching out my hand. Not to hold her back, but to ask her.“Please. Don’t do this.“ I wasn’t telling her what to do like a ruler. This was a request from a man begging the only woman he had ever loved.I got to her and softly held her hand, my f
Wendy's POVThe woman’s voice broke through the nice chatter at the party. “You!” she yelled, her finger, twisted and dirty, aimed right at me. “You bad snake! It’s you!”I gasped. How bold this woman was! Her clothes were torn and dirty, and her hair was a mess. She looked so different from the fancy ballroom. This woman was like a monster, causing trouble, and she was targeting me with her anger.“Stay calm, Whitney, stay calm.” I told my wolf, a deep growl coming from inside me. Whitney was tense, ready to jump and attack this woman. I pushed back her anger and made myself feel icy calm. “Who are you?” I asked, my voice steady and surprisingly gentle.George stepped forward, his face filled with anger. “Who is this woman? How did she get in here?” His voice was quiet but full of rage. “Guards!” he shouted loudly in the hall. “What is going on here?”Two guards, looking very embarrassed, rushed over. They bowed deeply to George. “Your Majesty, we don’t know how she got in. We are ve
George's POVI walked through the crowd at the royal ball, forcing a smile. Every polite nod and small talk felt like a burden. I kept looking at the grand entrance. I searched the faces, hoping to see her. Still nothing. The waiting was tense. Where was she? Would she even show up?Whitney. My Wendy. Even after all this time, just thinking of her made me feel a deep ache inside. I wanted her here tonight more than I wanted to breathe. The emptiness inside me wouldn’t go away until I saw her. I held back the urge to find her and ask her to come, and instead tried to seem like I was having fun at the party. I wanted her to come to me, to want to be with me.I noticed some movement out of the corner of my eye. I turned, my smile fading. It was Beta Edward. My jaw clenched. He was one of the last people I wanted to see. I had sent him on an important mission – to deliver a message to the Alphas of the North, a task that should have kept him busy for several weeks or more. Why was he back
Wendy's POVI called out loudly, “Daven, stop!”He stopped with his hand on the doorknob, about to go. He turned with his forehead wrinkled a bit. “What is it, Wendy?”I turned my head to the window, staring at the black car parked on the street. It was just sitting there, strange and scary, like a hunter waiting for its target. I didn't like it at all.Daven looked where I was staring with his eyes squinting at the car. For a moment, we both just stood there with our thoughts racing. Then, the engine roared to life. Before we could do anything, the black car took off quickly, kicking up dust and leaving a strange quiet behind.“Ugh Dame it!” Daven shouted while running out the door. He was quick but the car was already too far away.I went outside with him,. We stood on the porch, watching the red lights fade away until they disappeared into the growing dark.Daven faced me, looking upset and worried. “What was that, Wendy? Could it be...the Alpha King?”I shook my head. “No, George
Brittany's POVThe front door slammed into the frame hard enough to shake the windows. I didn’t mind. Let the house tremble. Let the walls fall apart. I was so frustrated, like a pot ready to boil over. I turned around, my anger still buzzing inside me, and there she was – the maid, smiling like a bright morning, looking so happy in her job.“Welcome back, Miss Brittany.” she said cheerfully, her smile big and overly sweet.I scowled at her. Her happy face only made my anger worse. “Do something useful!” I shouted, my voice cutting like glass. “Just go! Do anything but stand there smiling like an idiot!”Her eyes grew big, and her smile faded. She didn't need to say anything else. She almost disappeared, her quiet footsteps hurrying down the hall, leaving me boiling in the loud, empty silence of my anger.Then, as she always did, my wolf, Sapphire spoke clearly in my head. “Brittany, what’s wrong? Don't tell me you're throwing tantrums because of George again.” she said softly, her vo
Wendy's POV(Whitney)“Daven, finish that call. Change my afternoon meetings and clear out the living room. I need some privacy.” I said, my voice firm. I stared at the man in my clean living room, a man who thought he could just show up in my life after six years. George, the Alpha King, was here, and I felt a familiar annoyance building in my chest.Daven, bless his tidy mind, didn't ask anything. He just nodded, his fingers already moving fast on his tablet, and headed for the door. “Sure thing, Ms. Decodes,” he said before vanishing.I walked across the room, the soft carpet quieting my steps, and paused a few feet away from him. “So.” I said, my voice showing some impatience, “What do you want now, Your Majesty? I doubt this is just a friendly visit.”He finally turned, his bright, familiar blue eyes looking around as if he were studying a strange painting. He didn’t reply immediately. There was a creepy calmness to how he moved, like a hunter checking out its target. Finally, hi
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