VICTORIA'S POVI watched as Brendon's frustration boiled over, his body language screaming his discontent. He strode towards Ralph, his shoulder colliding with Ralph's in a forceful gesture. With a loud slam, Brendon stormed out of the office, leaving the door shaking in his wake.Turning to Ralph, I saw him smirking, his eyes glinting with malice. He sauntered towards me, his words dripping with disdain. "Look at you, Victoria. You have no idea who your mate is, do you? Your life is pitiful."I bristled at his words, my own grin spreading across my face. "I may not know who my mate is, but I know he's not a lowlife like you," I retorted.Ralph raised an eyebrow, his hand reaching out to touch my face. I flinched away, disgusted by his touch. "You've grown up so much, my dear. Do you know how special you are to me?" he asked, his voice dripping with false sweetness.I scoffed at his words, rolling my eyes. "Of course, Mr. Ralph," I said sarcastically.He grinned, his eyes lighting up.
VICTORIA'S POV.The possibility that Josephine, my sister, was somehow involved with that evil man was too unsettling to ignore. It's as if my mind was restless, unable to keep still under the weight of my thoughts.Instead of wasting time, I decided to dedicate myself to verifying the financial statements of the company. I began meticulously comparing the transactions to the physical documents in front of me, eager to ensure everything was in order.Cracking my ankles, I began to pace restlessly around the office, my concentration fading by the minute. Realizing this, I stood up and strode outside, heading to the nearest restaurant. As I left the company, I scanned the entire area anxiously for any insight into Brendon and his whereabouts, but they seemed to be nowhere in sight.The stares I received from all the staff were unnerving like they have seen a ghost. Was there something wrong with how I looked, oh, the dead daughter is back, Alpha Ralph's daughter. But wait... Did I resem
My frustration bubbled up inside me, turning into seething anger. The plan taking shape in my mind would surely ruin them, paying them back for the pain they caused. Tears welled up in my eyes as I remembered Tiffany's hurtful words, insulting me and crossing all boundaries by calling my dead unborn child a bastard - without a hint of shame or regret for the misery she caused me in the past. Even her husband's lack of shame infuriated me. I was a fool to think I could take this lightly. I hailed a taxi and headed straight home, sniffling and wiping away the tears. Then I thought of Brendon and wondered how he was doing, what was going through his mind. I entered my room in a daze and stepped into the shower. When I emerged, the maid had already prepared dinner. I was still too downhearted to even talk to her, so I just picked up Brendon's plate and went to his room to give it to him. I knocked twice on his door before he finally opened it.Brendon flung the door open with an ic
"This can't be happening. Am I dreaming?" I muttered under my breath, trying to make sense of what was unfolding before me.Out of nowhere, my sister Josephine threw a handful of sand at my face and took off running into the nearby woods. The shock of the attack left me weak and I stumbled, falling to the ground as I tried to clear the sand from my eyes."Josephine?" I screamed as I let out a cry of despair. This wasn't the life I wanted for her. How had she become an assassin? She was supposed to be in Germany with her abusive husband, and I had promised to save her before I was forced to flee to New York. Why was life so unfair to us?As I watched Josephine's swift movements, I couldn't help but notice how she moved with the precision of a trained killer. Who had turned her into this? What was their endgame? I shuddered at the thought.Suddenly, I remembered a conversation I had with Ralph, and a sense of dread washed over me. He had known Josephine's true purpose all along and had
"What?" she exclaimed loudly, her voice cracking as tears streamed down her face. She grabbed my collar and slammed me against the wall, her fingers digging into my flesh. I tensed up, ready to defend myself, but I knew I couldn't hurt Brendon."Where the fuck is he?" she spat with malice, her eyes blazing with anger. She tightened her grip on my collar, pulling me closer to her face. I could feel her hot breath on my skin.I sighed sadly, my shoulders slumping. I knew I couldn't tell her where Brendon was. He was at a hotel, but I didn't want to risk angering my sister and ruining our relationship."I don't know, sis I'm telling you the truth " I said, my voice barely above a whisper. I could feel her rage building, her body trembling with fury. She pushed me away from her, sending me sprawling on the ground."Who the fuck is your sister?" she snapped, towering over me. "A quick reminder, little boy: I am your queen. Don't fuck with me. How can you not know where he is?" She turned t
I rushed to her place and threw a punch at the man, he tried to punch me back but I used my wolf powers to fling him to the floor. He groaned in pain as I breathed heavily and grabbed her hands, leading her quickly to the car. She sat down, already scared. "Are you okay?" I asked. She nodded silently. I opened the door and she climbed in. I wanted to ask her who the man was but I held back, knowing it might remind her of her past. Her tears told me there was no need to disturb her further with questions. I started the car and drove back to the apartment, sighing as I climbed out. I opened her door and helped her step out, then led her inside. Once we were safely in the apartment, I spoke gently.As she reached for the groceries bag, I instinctively held on tight. "No, it's fine sir," she insisted. But I couldn't let her carry the heavy load alone. Without a word, I took the bag and walked her to her doorstep. Opening the door for her, I followed her inside and headed straight to
As I looked at her, I could see the shock written all over her face. Her eyes widened, and her mouth formed a small "o" as if she had just seen a ghost. I felt a surge of anger rising within me. I wanted to send her out of my office right away, but I knew it would make me look childish. Instead, I decided to use her as a scapegoat.She had the audacity to challenge Victoria Luza in the hallway, as if she had any power in this company. I could hear her voice echoing through the corridor, threatening to make my life a living hell. I couldn't believe the nerve of this woman.But now the tables had turned. I was the one in charge, and I would make sure she regretted ever crossing me. I smiled to myself as I thought of the ways I could make her suffer.As I watched her standing there, so clueless and ignorant, I couldn't help but feel a sense of disgust. People like her, with such low intelligence and lack of decorum, deserved to be put in their place."You can take your leave now, Anita,"
I sat frozen for a moment, my mind racing with questions. Who was this person? What were their intentions?But I couldn't stop now, not when I was so close to uncovering the truth.I knew I had to tell Anita, the secretary and confidante. But as soon as I mentioned the news, she shook her head vigorously, her eyes wide with disbelief. "No, that can't be possible! No one can change the rules, but is there a problem?" she exclaimed, her voice tinged with panic.I tried to calm her down, to explain the situation in detail. But the more I spoke, the more anxious she became. I could see the worry etched on her face, the way her hands shook as she reached for a pen to take notes.But then I had a sudden realization. What if telling Anita was a mistake? What if I was putting her in danger? I needed to protect her, even if it meant keeping the truth from her."I think it's best if I leave now," I said softly, standing up from my chair. "If anyone asks about our conversation, maybe Moses can
"Who's that?" That voice was really coming from John, immediately I made the pole stand and walked hastily downstairs.I succeeded in coming out of the room but he had come out of his room already, I ran my hands in my hair and entered my room then began to dress for work. At Least no one would suspect me, I would use this style and pretend that I'm going to work.I looked at myself in the mirror after I had dressed up with my suit and a ponytail styled hair. I came out of the room and took my breakfast then strolled towards my car, goodness I wondered why I felt so tired. Maybe it's the symptoms of pregnancy, I would be getting tired really often.After I reached the company I came down from the car and walked into the main building.Everyone bowed as I walked past them and also greeted them, I just gave a wide smile and that's all. When I reached my office, all of the colleagues present in the department stood up on their feet and bowed their heads.I was surprised by this warm
She rolled her eyes at me, as I could tell that she was already angry with what I just said and I didn't give a damn."And what makes you think you are special? You are no better than me dear, don't think I betrayed you, I mean it's not my fault that Mike was my mate and you caught us having sex, isn't that what mates should do?" I do really understand what she is trying to do, make me annoyed and trigger my dreadful past, and she succeeded.Remembering my past is like hitting my chest on a wooden table, it's something I do really wish never to recall.I shook my head of the thoughts, it's very wrong of me trying to bring the past to a clean present and a bright future. I mean that is stupid of me, even my pup won't like it, thank goodness i met my real mate, I wonder what kind of mess I will be now. "Your betrayal thought me a fatal lesson Tiff, and thanks for that, it changes me and opened my eyes, I wish you happy life in your marriage with my ex husband or sorry, ex husband to
"Moses, are you alright?" I asked with concern laced in my voice as he was taken back and checked his eyes on the transparent window.Then he shook his head as he opened his eyes again then he turned to me, it was gone already, back to his normal eyes. This shit is scary."I'm okay though, my eyes change every time, but not frequently" he said as I nodded my head."Victoria, you should.take rest" he paused and continued. "And you" referring to the maid. "Make sure you go buy fruits, we are expecting an heir" he said as he bowed her head then he left, I didn't know why that made me smile. An heir? Without a loving father? "Ma'am" she came closer to me and tapped my shoulders."You shouldn't worry about Brendon at all, and focus on your child, I'm sure he is going to feel it and come back home...""It still baffles me, he doesn't pick my calls and he doesn't...""No, Victoria don't let that way you down, be happy you have a little one inside of you, a little Victoria in there, the r
John's pov "Listen to me, I'll be back okay?" He said with hastiness in his voice as she nodded her head. He ran out of the apartment As he entered his car and zoomed off. He began to call Brendon but he wasn't picking up his call, he got angry as she slammed his hand on the steering wheel. When he reached the hospital he came down and rushed inside the building as soon as he sighted Moses he ran to his place."How is she now, what even happened?" I asked as he ran his hands into his hair, he then sighed before he responded"She is pregnant" He released the bombshell as I opened my eyes widely.I really couldn't believe it and how was I going to tell Brendon about this news? "She fainted, so I took her to the hospital and this was the news I heard" "How do you think Brendon will take the news?" "What do you mean by that? Victoria is not a wore, and I'm definitely sure Brendon would accept it but though it's too soon" "So where is she now?" I asked as he pointed at the room o
I sat frozen for a moment, my mind racing with questions. Who was this person? What were their intentions?But I couldn't stop now, not when I was so close to uncovering the truth.I knew I had to tell Anita, the secretary and confidante. But as soon as I mentioned the news, she shook her head vigorously, her eyes wide with disbelief. "No, that can't be possible! No one can change the rules, but is there a problem?" she exclaimed, her voice tinged with panic.I tried to calm her down, to explain the situation in detail. But the more I spoke, the more anxious she became. I could see the worry etched on her face, the way her hands shook as she reached for a pen to take notes.But then I had a sudden realization. What if telling Anita was a mistake? What if I was putting her in danger? I needed to protect her, even if it meant keeping the truth from her."I think it's best if I leave now," I said softly, standing up from my chair. "If anyone asks about our conversation, maybe Moses can
As I looked at her, I could see the shock written all over her face. Her eyes widened, and her mouth formed a small "o" as if she had just seen a ghost. I felt a surge of anger rising within me. I wanted to send her out of my office right away, but I knew it would make me look childish. Instead, I decided to use her as a scapegoat.She had the audacity to challenge Victoria Luza in the hallway, as if she had any power in this company. I could hear her voice echoing through the corridor, threatening to make my life a living hell. I couldn't believe the nerve of this woman.But now the tables had turned. I was the one in charge, and I would make sure she regretted ever crossing me. I smiled to myself as I thought of the ways I could make her suffer.As I watched her standing there, so clueless and ignorant, I couldn't help but feel a sense of disgust. People like her, with such low intelligence and lack of decorum, deserved to be put in their place."You can take your leave now, Anita,"
I rushed to her place and threw a punch at the man, he tried to punch me back but I used my wolf powers to fling him to the floor. He groaned in pain as I breathed heavily and grabbed her hands, leading her quickly to the car. She sat down, already scared. "Are you okay?" I asked. She nodded silently. I opened the door and she climbed in. I wanted to ask her who the man was but I held back, knowing it might remind her of her past. Her tears told me there was no need to disturb her further with questions. I started the car and drove back to the apartment, sighing as I climbed out. I opened her door and helped her step out, then led her inside. Once we were safely in the apartment, I spoke gently.As she reached for the groceries bag, I instinctively held on tight. "No, it's fine sir," she insisted. But I couldn't let her carry the heavy load alone. Without a word, I took the bag and walked her to her doorstep. Opening the door for her, I followed her inside and headed straight to
"What?" she exclaimed loudly, her voice cracking as tears streamed down her face. She grabbed my collar and slammed me against the wall, her fingers digging into my flesh. I tensed up, ready to defend myself, but I knew I couldn't hurt Brendon."Where the fuck is he?" she spat with malice, her eyes blazing with anger. She tightened her grip on my collar, pulling me closer to her face. I could feel her hot breath on my skin.I sighed sadly, my shoulders slumping. I knew I couldn't tell her where Brendon was. He was at a hotel, but I didn't want to risk angering my sister and ruining our relationship."I don't know, sis I'm telling you the truth " I said, my voice barely above a whisper. I could feel her rage building, her body trembling with fury. She pushed me away from her, sending me sprawling on the ground."Who the fuck is your sister?" she snapped, towering over me. "A quick reminder, little boy: I am your queen. Don't fuck with me. How can you not know where he is?" She turned t
"This can't be happening. Am I dreaming?" I muttered under my breath, trying to make sense of what was unfolding before me.Out of nowhere, my sister Josephine threw a handful of sand at my face and took off running into the nearby woods. The shock of the attack left me weak and I stumbled, falling to the ground as I tried to clear the sand from my eyes."Josephine?" I screamed as I let out a cry of despair. This wasn't the life I wanted for her. How had she become an assassin? She was supposed to be in Germany with her abusive husband, and I had promised to save her before I was forced to flee to New York. Why was life so unfair to us?As I watched Josephine's swift movements, I couldn't help but notice how she moved with the precision of a trained killer. Who had turned her into this? What was their endgame? I shuddered at the thought.Suddenly, I remembered a conversation I had with Ralph, and a sense of dread washed over me. He had known Josephine's true purpose all along and had