Ch 26George's POV. The moment Wendy or Whitney stepped into this space, I felt a shift within myself. She is alive and well, which alleviates one concern: I am not losing my sanity by still sensing our connection. As she spent more time near me, our bond intensified. Initially, I found it hard to accept that she was indeed Wendy; it seemed plausible that everyone has a doppelgänger somewhere. However, her treatment of Rosina and Brittany made it clear. Although I did not recognize it at the time, I have come to understand that her previous grievances toward them indicated deep-seated resentment. She was once a powerless Omega unable to act, but now, she possesses greater strength and intellect. Given her interactions with Jacob and Rosina, I find myself reconsidering her presence in my life. I believe she harbors animosity towards me, and provoking her could be detrimental, particularly until I can rectify our relationship. My feelings for her remain as strong as they were during o
Ch 27Wendy's POVEven though I did not view myself as a proficient dancer—indeed, I would characterize my skills as deficient—once we found ourselves on the dance floor, I began to move with enthusiasm. The Alphas cheered, and I closed my eyes to fully engage with the music. I maintained a smile throughout the dance with Alpha Zane, masking my discomfort with the close physical contact; the touching was infuriating. As we danced, I sensed a penetrating emptiness within me, a clear indication of George’s jealousy. It seemed illogical that I had to endure advances from another man to provoke his feelings. I frequently wished for the music to conclude, yet whenever it appeared to be ending, it resumed. I sighed in frustration, contemplating that if I had to withstand this sensation for five more minutes, Zane might end up with a broken nose and a black eye. “Are you alright?” he inquired, leaning in close. I held my breath upon catching a whiff of his unpleasant breath. Why had I not n
28George's POV"I will see you later," Vincent mentioned as he entered his vehicle. I nodded in acknowledgment, observing him as he drove away. Once again, I found myself alone. "Hello!" I heard Edward's voice and turned to find him standing next to me. "Are you alright?" he inquired. "How should I respond to that question, Edward?" I replied, and he merely shrugged. "Honestly!" he said. "In that case, the response is both 'no' and 'yes,'" I informed him. "Let us discuss the 'yes' and 'no' in your car," he suggested, guiding me toward my vehicle. He took the driver’s seat while I settled in the front passenger seat. "Please share your thoughts," he urged as we got comfortable. "That is not an appropriate way to address your Alpha, Edward," I chided, frowning. "There is no proper way if my Alpha is sulking like a child deprived of sweets," he countered. "Ugh!" I exclaimed in frustration. "Please, tell me what is on your mind," Edward insisted. "Which aspect should I disc
29Wendy's POVI had never witnessed such enthusiasm in her expression, and I was uncertain about her exact meaning. I was preparing to respond when a sudden loud noise, followed by a fierce growl, interrupted our conversation. I turned toward the source of the growl, only to be taken aback by the sight of George marching toward us. 'You have angered the Alpha male, Wendy!' Daven exclaimed in astonishment as she stepped back. 'George? He cannot possibly—' Before Ian could finish his statement, George seized Daven by the neck and forced him to the ground. I stood frozen, too stunned to react. It happened so fast.Daven grasped my arm, urging me to move. 'You cannot simply remain there!' she whispered urgently. George continued to strike Ian's face repeatedly, all the while Ian kept smiling and chuckling during the attack. 'Is he actually smiling?' Daven inquired, clearly astonished. 'This is why I find him appealing; he is unhinged,' I murmured. 'Alpha George,' Edward called as
Ch 30George's POVWhitney's admission pushed me to my limits. She was not Wendy, but why was that the case? They resembled each other in appearance, speech, and even in their manner of walking. The primary distinction was that the woman before me was devoid of empathy and resolute, whereas Wendy had been tender-hearted and vulnerable. "This cannot be true!" I muttered for what felt like the thousandth time. Despite everything, I still sensed a connection between us at this very moment. "Remove your clothing!" I insisted, stepping closer to her. "What? Why?" she responded, a tremor evident in her voice. I was aware that she was being dishonest; she recognized it as well. But what was the reason behind it? "If you are not Wendy, I wish to verify that myself!" I declared, reaching for her. I recognized that my actions were foolish and irrational, yet desperation drove me. I had ceased to believe that Wendy had died three years prior; my conviction remained unshaken. "No!" she reto
31George's POV"She cheated, we all saw it!"Edward scoffed "it's been what? 6 years? And you still believe that.""If you know something say it, dammmit, and stop speaking in parables!" I snapped. It's clear he knows something, isn't it time he fessed up?"I don't know anything more than you do." He replies instead, getting me more furious. What's his deal? Why am I the only person left in the dark? First, it was Vincent, Now it's my Beta. Why do they know more about my relationship than I do?"Stop the car," I ordered. "What why?" He asked, staring at me. "Stop the car, Edward. Don't make me repeat myself." I said. "Fine!" He groaned, parking the car at the roadside and I got off. "Where are you going?" He asked. "None of your business, Edward. Go home." I said walking down the road. I had no idea where I was going, but I needed time alone. "Alpha king, it's getting late. Get in the car let me drive you home." Edward said. I looked over my shoulder and I could see him follo
Wendy's POV The look Edward sent my way had got me reeling and questioning everything. I didn't plan for today to go this way. I didn't plan to be confronted by George at least not today. I stepped out of the building, migraine hitting me hard. I haven't slept in a while now and it was beginning to take a toll on my health. "You look sad, shake it off, girl," Whitney said in a sing-song tone, prompting a chuckle from me. "I guess I wasn't expecting that confrontation, at least not today," I muttered, rubbing my forehead to ease the pain I was feeling. "For one, I'm glad it happened this way today and if you ask me, I expected it." She said, chuckling. I scoffed, there was no way she was telling the truth, if she expected it, I wouldn't feel this weighed down by it. "He hasn't learned his lesson and I don't think he ever will," I muttered. "Believe me, he will. But it might be too late." She stated and I pursed my lip. She was telling the truth. When George decides to op
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
Chapter 154.George's POV. She hung the call before I could say Jack.I picked my car key before I stormed out of my office, gaining attention from the staff, especially my secretary who was , at that time, in the office with me.The drive to the Peak Hotel felt longer because of the packed road. My hands tightened around the steering wheel as I drove through the traffic, my mind running with different thoughts. Wendy already knew. Of course, she knew. Nico and the others , I should have known they wouldn't be able to keep up the act for long."Shit," I muttered under my breath as I pulled into the hotel's driveway. The valet approached, but I waved him off and parked the car myself. My heart was hammering as I stepped into the hard floor of the hotel, the soft hum of music didn't help with the situation, I just felt sick to my stomach.Conference room A2B. I knew exactly where it was.I spotted her the moment I pushed the door open. Wendy stood at the window, arms crossed, her b
Wendy's POV.I stood in front of Peak Hotel, taking my time to admire the luxurious building while the valet left to park my car.When he returned the keys to me, I exhaled sharply before I entered the hotel.Conference room A2B. I really hope I get it in the nick of time.Minutes later, which is still in my favor, I was standing behind the mahogany door, inhaling and exhaling.I hated to admit how nervous I was. And anyone in this situation will probably be more nervous than I am. The investors are not just investors, they are big in the industry.For them to have picked my business to invest in, I must not mess anything up. And God help me with that.I wondered why they're not public, but I knew they couldn't care less.Hesitantly, I got myself to knock.“Come in,” a timbre voice said. I opened the door. a short gasp fell out of my mouth.The first thing that took my breath was the floor-to-ceiling windows that were as clear as air.In the middle of the room sat a long ebony table g
Wendy's POV.I was going to leave. But I have to close an important deal, before I hand over my business to an expert.Yes, I was planning to leave it all and go, and that's how my meek revenge plan went.I will leave till I hear the news, that maybe one of them is out of the way – either in prison or…who knows.That's how weak I am, I'm not taking revenge, am running from revenge, hoping someone will take it for me.I was deep in my thoughts when someone interrupted me.“Berlin,” I called.I eyed the man in front of me. He was in a corporate wear of suit pants and ironed out shirt.“Any news?” I asked, knowing he wouldn't be here if there was no news.He nodded. I gestured for him to continue.“Apparently Alpha George had a blow match with Beta Edward,” he reported.Immediately my eyes squeezed shut as I took in the information.“Was anyone hurt?” I pushed further.“The angle it was taken from showed it vividly,” he said as he showed me the picture.I zoomed in on it and my heart s
Wendy's POV.My fingers traced the thick rim of the wine glass while I waited for him in the same grand restaurant I have always wanted to go.I knew he would want an explanation. Or maybe just something to let him know he's in his right senses.And he is, but I'm not.As my focus drifted , I let George linger in my mind – his touch, his warmth…everything.A sharp knock on the table pulled me from my thoughts.George appeared with a wide smile but I maintained a straight face. He looked dejected at that instance and of course, I beat myself up for it.“Why did you leave? – I thought you were ready to stay,” he finally said after a long, uncomfortable moment of silence.“It was just a fling and you know that,” I said almost immediately, like I had practiced my response. I bit my inner cheeks. I don't want to sound harsh to him.“Really? But I'm not ready to call anything a fling with you,” he said, his face dripping with determination.I sucked in. How am I going to make it clear to h
Chapter 150.Wendy's POV. The golden light filtered into the bedroom, directly into my eyes.My eyes immediately squinted as they made contact with the streaks of sunlight. I turned over to the other side and I saw him, still sound asleep.The events of the previous day played in my head like a perfectly working CD, and a blush crept up my face.I was still naked, given that I was undressed after the warm but not near innocent bath.It was the best sex I have ever had, with George of course because we both wanted to savor the moment and take everything it has to offer. To be honest, i didn't rethink or regret my decision as at yesterday. But now that I'm awake and he's not, I feel I need a moment to know what's next.It's definitely a topic we would still discuss, and I don't think I'm ready to make our ‘fling’ more than that.All I want in my life for now is for my business to thrive. I know it's already among the top three, but still I want more.Whitney Decodes must be a worldwi
Chapter 149.Wendy's POV.He was taking too much time outside with Brittany.I didn't tell him it was Brittany because I was scared to see his reaction. What if he didn't look as angry as I wanted him to be?.When he opened the front door, I turned back from the staircase.I loathed to admit but yes, I was eavesdropping.And I heard everything. The point where Brittany called me a girl to the point he defended me, saying I'm the woman he loves.Still, I was feeling both emotions. Jealousy and happiness.Jealousy that Brittany was standing in his front and I know she won't keep her hands to herself.And happiness that he finally spelt it out to her how important he said I am to him.As he left his final words and turned to enter, I quickly ran into hiding.He sat on the couch, fuming.I gently walked towards him, “You're fuming,” I said behind him and he immediately looked back.Terror was written on his face and he walked to the back of the chair where I was.“You’re here,” he said an
Chapter 148.Wendy's POV.He immediately caught me, and we found ourselves in an awkward position.His knees were bent to support mine and his arms wrapped around my shoulder - my back to be precise.Only that I can't afford to be precise at this moment. My chest kept threatening to erupt and I could feel his calculated breathings.Everything was not normal, and the casual air seemed to be replaced with tension - sexual tension.After what seemed like eternity, he detached his arms slowly and carefully, but as I was about steadying myself, his hands slip and I fell butts flat on the floor.“Fuck, are you okay?” he exclaimed immediately crouching down to my level.He touched my arm in a bid to apologize but I shook under his touch which made him retract immediately.“I'm sorry,” he said, standing up from the floor.He reached out his hand and I took it hesitantly. I dusted my clothes immediately and I was back on my feet.“It was a mistake, I know,” I said and he nodded, pinching his f
Chapter 147.George's POV.My words seem to have gotten to her. She turned back on heels and crashed right into the cushion next to my bed with a loud thud.It's not the exact kind of close I want but at least I get to catch the whiff of her berry cologne and I could hear her soft sighs.I turned to sleep in a way that I could see her every movement. Her head was thrown back, her hair spreading around the neck of the cushion. She was tired. I made her tired and I can't help but beat myself up for it.“I'm here now…and you're not sleeping,” she said coldly without looking at me and I immediately went wide eyed.I pretended like I shifted, “I'm sleeping,” I said in a fake snore.“Right? I guess you can stare at me while you're sleeping now,” she said, finally looking at me.For a moment I forgot the question, focusing on her brown eyeballs on me. She stared deeply like she was looking into my soul and my chest did a backflip.She blinked her eyes when she realized she was staring inte
Chapter 146.Wendy's POV.One second George was standing tall , the next his knees buckled underneath him.“George,” I shouted running towards him as he collapsed on the cold floor.Gasps tore across the room and everywhere scattered in confusion, the elders murmured among themselves, Edward took a step back.I didn't have time to look at his expressions as I was expecting help from them but his smirk was replaced with confusion.I dropped to my knees beside George, I carried his head in my palms and I felt his burning temperature.His breathing was ragged, and his heartbeat hollow.“George,” I lowered to whisper in his ear, “Come on, open your eyes,” I said but I got no response, just a fragile attempt of raising his finger.He looked so weak. He shouldn't have shown up in this state – it was obvious he was pushing himself and it has taken a toll on him.“Step back,” Edward's voice tore the silence.“Don't you dare come closer,” I glared at him and he stopped just at my front.He sm