STACY. “Thank you for your offer Daniel, but I think it's best I stay at the pack house instead,” I say. “At the pack house? No. I can't possibly allow a special guest of mine to stay there,” Daniel glances over at me as we drove toward what I remember as home. “But I have a son and I don't want to_” Daniel cuts in my sentence with a small smirk tugging at his lips. “Relax, Stacy. I won’t bite,” he teases lightly. “You can stay as long as you need, and I’ll respect your space.” I nod hesitantly, glancing at Liam, who was dozing peacefully in my arms. “I appreciate it, Daniel. I really do.” My voice is soft, unsure if I made the right decision. But then again it was getting late and going back to the pack house could cause a lot of gossip considering how I showed up... A private place to think and regroup before trying with my parents again don't sound like a bad idea... A few minutes later, we arrive at the mansion—the same one I had grown up in— good childhood memories rus
STACY. “I’ve got everything I need now,” I murmur to Daniel, feeling unsettled. “Can we go now?” Daniel nods, ever calm. “Of course.” He steps ahead and pays for everything without hesitation. We walk out of the clothing store with bags in hand, the weight of the whispers still hangs in the air. I’m desperate to leave. The gossip brewing—it’s all too much. As we near the exit of the mall, I hesitate for a moment, as I spot a woman dressed in an all black outfit who reminds me of Hannah…. I haven't spoken to her since I left. “Can I… Can I use your phone?” I ask, unsure of how he’ll respond. He stops mid-step and looks at me, raising an eyebrow. “Do you want to call Jason?” I shake my head quickly. “No. Not him. I just want to check on a friend who helped me recently.” Daniel studies me for a second longer before a small smile tugs at the corner of his lips. “If that's the case, I think it’s time you had your own phone,” he says, matter-of-factly. Before I can protest, he turn
JASON. A few days after dress shopping with Nicole, it’s the day of my wedding—a day I’m supposed to feel on top of the world, yet something feels off. The sun is shining, the guests are arriving, but I can’t shake this heaviness in my chest. I’m standing in the grand hall, waiting for Nicole’s father, Victor Cruz, a former Beta turned Rogue, to arrive with his entourage. Nicole had completely refused to go ahead with the wedding without her father's presence even though mine wouldn't be in attendance. "Sorry to bother you Alpha, but what time will we start the ceremony?" my officiant asks me in a respective tone. I glance at my wrist watch to see the time and sigh. "As soon as Nicole's father arrive. Now please excuse me while I gather my thoughts," I dismiss him to recall the past and think if I'm doing the right thing... A brief history on Victor Cruz is that he was my father's Beta back in the day but he got power hungry and wanted to overthrow my father and gain his title…
JASON. “I won’t eat or drink anything you give me. Take this filth away!” My voice shakes with barely contained rage as I slap the glass from the bedside table, watching it shatter on the floor. Nicole’s face pales, her hands trembling as she recoils with wide eyes filled with fear. Meanwhile, Victor stands off to the side, his lip curling in disgust. “Pathetic,” he sneers, his disdain cutting through the air like a blade. “Baby, what’s gotten into you?” Nicole takes a tentative step toward me, her voice soft but laced with desperation. I can’t bear to be near her. I can feel she isn't being honest with me and it chokes me. I feel the heat rising beneath my skin, my wolf clawing to be let out. If I stay any longer, I might do something I can’t take back. Without another word, I turn and storm out of the house, my muscles quaking with the need to escape. “Jason, my love,” Nicole's voice calls for me but it falls on deaf ears. I can't stand dishonest people. As soon as I’m outsi
JASON. “Which room have you placed Nicole?” I storm into the hospital, my heart pounding in my chest, barely able to contain the storm of rage building inside me as I ask one of the nurses at the entrance. She bows her head to show submissiveness, “She is in suite 03,” she responds immediately. I walk past her to the said room. The sterile smell of disinfectant does nothing to calm me as I head straight for Nicole’s room. She’s been manipulating me, feeding me that damn love potion, and now it’s time for her to face my wrath. I push the door open with more force than I intend, finding her sitting up in bed, looking as serene as ever. But I know better."My love_" she starts to speak but I cut her off. “Nicole,” I growl, my voice low and dangerous, “we need to talk.” She glances up, her face painted with that fake innocence I’ve grown to hate. “My love? What’s wrong?” I step closer, the fury burning hot behind my eyes. “Don’t play dumb with me. I know about the proculum—the lo
STACY. “Beautiful flowers for a very beautiful lady,” a familiar husky voice pulls me away from the computer screen I’ve been staring at for hours. I glance up and smile. “Good morning to you too, Daniel.” “Here, I picked these from my garden.” He hands me a bouquet of red roses, the vibrant petals soft beneath my fingers. My smile widens as I take them. “You really don't have to bring me flowers everyday you know.” He grins, a playful glint in his eyes. “Come on, I’m just a gentleman who knows how to spoil a lady.” I chuckle, shaking my head at his latest attempt at a pick-up line. "Is that what you're calling it now?” "Yes and I will keep bringing you flowers until you say yes to one date," he winks at me and I chuckle. "Okay Alpha Romeo." I tease him and he laughs with me. It's been five years since the divorce, and my life has finally begun to fall into place again. After going back to school with the help of my parents, I’ve made a name for myself as one of the mos
STACY. I drive a few miles when suddenly Liam's voice breaks the silence in the car once again, small but insistent. “Mommy, please... I wanna see Daddy. Can we see him soon?”Daddy again for the second time? I grip the steering wheel tighter, forcing a smile for his sake. “Soon, sweetheart. I promise.” It was a weak promise, a vague one I had no intention of keeping. As we pull into my parents’ driveway, my chest feels heavy with the weight of the lie. Liam’s little face lights up as he spots his grandmother coming out of the house, and before I can unbuckle him, he’s already throwing his arms around her. “Nana!” “Liam! What are you doing home so early?” my mom asks, her eyes flitting from him to me with concern. I force a strained smile. “It’s a long story for later, Mom but right now I need to get back to work because Lizzy is alone at the office.” “Oh, okay, “ she responds hesitantly and suddenly Liam pipes up excitedly. “Grandma! Mommy says we’re gonna go see Daddy soon!”
STACY. A few weeks later… The clock on the office wall ticks loudly, each second a reminder that time is running out. I lean back in my chair, staring at the eviction notice on my desk. Our landlord has been clear—if we don’t come up with the rent by the end of the day, we’re out. I sigh heavily. “Where am I going to get the money, Lizzy?” Lizzy, sitting across from me, taps her nails anxiously on the desk. “Stacy, we don’t have many options. Maybe... maybe you should ask Alpha Daniel for help?” I shake my head immediately. “No. I can’t. If I go to him for help, he’ll think I’m giving him false hope, and I’m not ready for that. I don’t want to lead him on.” Lizzy sighs, looking just as stressed as I feel. “Then what are we going to do? The landlord’s not bluffing, Stacy. He’ll kick us out tonight.” Before I can answer, the office phone rings. Lizzy quickly picks it up, her expression tightening as she speaks to whoever’s on the other end. “Yes... okay, I’ll let her know and get