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
STACY. “Stacy!” Lizzy's scream cuts through the night as she jumps out of the truck and races after me. Grass and twigs crunches under my boots as I struggle against the rogue who yanked me from the vehicle. I twist free, landing on my feet just as Lizzy steps beside me. “Why did you come out?” I gasp, catching my breath. “I couldn't let you fight them alone. We’re in this together,” Lizzy replies, her voice steady despite the fear in her eyes. I can’t tell if I should be impressed by her bravery or annoyed by her loyalty. I scan the area, counting the rogues. “I see ten here. What about you?” “Fifteen, maybe twenty.” Her voice tightens, and I know we’re in over our heads. There's no way we can take them all, but at this point, what do we have to lose? “Alright,” I whisper, “when I say attack, shift and run. Don’t stop. Run for your life, got it?” She nods, her eyes locked on mine. “Got it.” But before we can put our plan in motion their leader steps forward, a wicke
NICOLE. The sun is beating down, and I’m lounging by the pool at the mansion, sipping on a yummy fruity drink, enjoying the warm, lazy afternoon. I stretch out further, feeling the perfect blend of sun on my skin, and for a moment, I almost forget how much Jason has been avoiding me the past few years. My perfect life should be back in order by now. But before I can settle into that thought, Ava comes rushing toward me, clipboard in hand, and that annoying look of worry plastered on her face. “Luna Nicole,” she says carefully, “you’re scheduled to visit the homeless shelter today, remember? You need to donate those things and—” I wave her off, not even bothering to look at her. “I don’t care about that.” I adjust my sunglasses and sigh. “Just bring me another drink. And this time add vodka or something strong.” Ava hesitates, her brow furrowing as if she’s about to argue. “But, Luna, it’s important to—” “I said now!” I snap, turning my head to glare at her. “I don’t need your le
NICOLE. I storm into the main house, Jason's words still burning in my ears. 'A war isn’t worth it.' That’s why he’s keeping me around? Fear? Not love, not even childhood loyalty. My blood boils, but I swallow down the rage. No, this isn’t over. Not by a long shot.How dare Jason say that to his Beta? I toss my bag on the sofa in the living room and pace a few times before an idea sparks in my mind. I'm forced to grab one of the omegas as they scurry past. "You, I need you to set up a candlelight dinner in Jason’s bedroom," I command, my voice sharp. "Make sure it’s perfect." The omega barely meets my gaze, nodding quickly before hurrying off. I head to the guest house in the back, my mind racing excitedly... Jason might have pushed me away all these years, but I know exactly how to reel him back in. I reach for a sexy spaghetti strapless red silk dress—the one I used to wear when I wanted all his attention—and slip into it... A few hours of preparation later, I’m standing in fro