Wendy's POVI stepped further into the room, feeling the heavy silence weighing me down. My eyes fixed on Rosina. Now, she looked... different. Her messy hair, dirty face, and quick movements made her seem wild and on edge, like she was searching for something.Her big, surprised eyes looked at me, but the shock only lasted a moment. Then, like a switch had been flipped, her face changed, twisting into a scowl. Under her breath, I could almost hear the disgust pouring out of her like poison. Anger. It came off her in waves, filling the room like a separate thing that wanted notice.“Wendy.” she said angrily, standing up straight to scare me. “What are you doing here?”I didn’t react, though her harsh words were meant to hurt. I was no longer the weak person she could bully. Calmly, I looked around the room—taking my time to let the awkwardness build between us. The mess was clear. Furniture was out of place. Drawers were open. Papers were scattered everywhere. It looked like someone h
George's POV Alpha Sirius stood across from me, his smug smile a nasty reminder of how sneaky he was. He seemed friendly, but I wasn't fooled. Wendy's warning kept playing in my head Something isn't right. I crossed my arms and stared at Sirius, feeling very aware. His pack's reps were in the crowd, trying to fit in, but I could tell they were nervous. Then I felt something new - a connection in my mind that felt like a door unlocking. My head jerked, and I was shocked for a moment, and then I heard her voice. George? It was Wendy. Her voice, soft and strained, was clear in my mind. I was surprised by how strong our mental connection was. It had been years since we last had one - years since we weren't together. Next to me, one of my soldiers soldiers, saw my reaction and tensed up, his hand going to his gun. I heard the worried whispers of the others, cautious talk spreading among them. For a moment, I saw their hands moving towards their guns, suspicious of Sirius, not me. “Bac
George's POVWendy.That name kept popping up in my mind, even when I tried to forget it. Now, as I walked through the busy halls of the Shadow Fang Pack's hospital, it wasn't just her name I couldn't stop thinking about, but her voice. The way she used our mental connection was disturbing. It didn't feel right. Not after everything we'd been through. That bond between us shouldn't be there anymore. And yet, it was.The door to the sick room creaked as I opened it. My eyes found her right away. Wendy sat on the edge of a plain white bed, her right arm still as a nurse put a cool cream on her hurt shoulder. She didn't move when the nurse touched her, even though the burn marks from the wolvesbane were deep in her skin. Her long hair was pulled back, her familiar green eyes far away, hiding the pain she felt.“Your Highness.” the healer said respectfully, stepping back as soon as she saw me standing there.“Is she okay?” I asked, still looking at Wendy.“She’ll get better, but the burn—
CHAPTER 105Brittany's POVIt was almost dark. I wrapped my hands around the glass of whiskey, the yellow drink shining in the light. The drink hurt my throat as I drank it down, but I liked the feeling. It was better to feel this than to think about him again. Him—and her.George.And Wendy.I frowned, my fingers gripped the glass tightly as my heart pounded in my ears. That weak and timid woman had won George's heart years ago, and even when she left, she still had a hold on him. Nothing I did could change that. Not even my best efforts or my charm and ambition.That woman always messed up my life even when she wasn't around.If Wendy hadn't interfered, George would be with me. I was so close to getting what I wanted, I could almost feel it. But Wendy managed to ruin everything for me. Then, after she was gone for a while, she came back six years later as a powerful and secretive business leader. She was more powerful, smarter, and seemed impossible to beat.I disliked her even more
Brittany's POVWhen Rosina's head went into the dark cellar, I didn't wait. My hands shook a bit as I grabbed the old door and closed it fast. The noise was loud in the room, but I made myself stay still. I reached under the shelf nearby and got a small mat, then quickly put it over the hidden door, so it looked like part of the floor. I was breathing fast and could hear the sound of footsteps coming near.The smell. The smell! The soldiers' keen senses would catch Rosina's scent in seconds if I didn't act fast. I opened the kitchen cabinet and grabbed a small bottle of strong perfume - not the light, flowery kind I normally wear, but the thick, heavy kind that can fill a room. I opened it and sprayed a lot, almost using up the whole bottle in the small area. The air got thick with the strong smell, and I coughed, waving my hand in front of my face.Focus, Brittany. Get it together.I put the perfume down, took a deep breath, and walked to the door just as a loud knock came through it
Wendy's POV“What do you mean, Captain?” George asked.He squirmed, his broad shoulders lifting a bit. “Your Highness, I'm sorry, but the report said there was a really strong cologne smell. It was so strong that it seemed like someone was trying to hide something.”My thoughts sped up. Cologne. Brittany. It all made sense suddenly, and I felt bad. “Rosina.” I said softly, the name tasting sour. “She's hiding Rosina.”George's jaw tensed, his eyes flashing with anger. “Brittany is helping her? That tricky...” He stopped, taking a deep breath. “Didn't you search the house carefully, Captain?”The Captain stood up straight, sounding a bit defensive. “Your Highness, I had my men search the house thoroughly, from top to bottom, twice. They didn’t find anyone else.”George laughed sharply, “Twice? And nothing? A woman doesn’t just disappear, Captain. Especially not someone as… noticeable as Rosina.” He walked away, pacing a bit.“Clearly, your men didn’t look hard enough. Keep searching. E
Rosina's POVMy lungs hurt as I walked through the thick bushes. The smell of pine and wet dirt filled my nose, very different from the nice smell of George's home. Every time a leaf moved or a stick broke, it made me very nervous.I know George. He won't let me get away that easily. He'll send his best trackers, the meanest wolves in his pack, and they won't give up.I had to keep moving.Time felt like forever as I walked through the tough land. My muscles hurt a lot, but I didn't listen to them. Each step I took was a win, a way of saying no to the Alpha King who thought he could boss me around.Then, I heard it. A quiet sound that was almost too soft to hear, carried by the wind. It was the signal. My heart jumped with a mix of relief and fear. Logan.I gave the planned reply, a slightly higher sound that went through the trees. I waited, watching closely, looking for any sign of movement in the dark.A person came out of the dark, standing out against the spotted moonlight shinin
Wendy's POV"I'll handle Brittany," George said, his jaw clenched. "You go home, Wendy. Get some rest."I nodded, giving a small smile. "Okay, be careful."He gave me that look, the one that made my stomach drop - a strong mix of worry and something else I couldn't describe. I turned and walked away, trying to ignore the warmth spreading through my chest.The ride home was a haze. I kept thinking about all the time I spent with George since I got back. How he looked at me, how he listened to me, how he stood up for me... It was all so different from the guy I used to know. Is it possible? Am I... falling for him again?I held the steering wheel tighter, trying to push away the bad thought. This was George, the guy who hurt me, even if someone had tricked him. I made a new life and became a new person after him. I won't just give it up.I drove into my garage, the door closing automatically behind me. The house was quiet, really quiet. I normally like the silence, but tonight, it made
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
Wendy's POV "Why?"I was about to answer, but suddenly a strange wave of dizziness hit me. My head screamed."Wendy?" George stepped toward me. "Are you okay?"I forced a smile. "I'm fine."His eyes burned with concern. "You don't look fine.""I'm just…" The dizziness started again, and this time, it was followed by a twist in my stomach. I pressed a hand to my mouth as a wave of nausea climbed up my throat."Excuse me—" My voice broke as I turned away from him, practically running toward the bathroom in the conference room.I almost didn't make it to the sink when I was vomiting. My hands gripped the cold sink as my stomach was poured out , my body trembling.Behind me, I heard the door open. "Wendy?" George's voice was sharp with alarm. "What's …”"I'm fine," I said , choking, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. "Just… give me a second."He didn’t listen. In a second, he was beside me, his hand brushing the hair away from my face. "This isn’t fine, Wendy. What’s wrong?"I sh
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