“What do you mean?” Maxwell asks looking between the both of us.“Nothing, Ana was just leaving.” Scarlett rushes to say fear written over her face.“Except I am not.” I insist.Scarlett stares at me in horror and then suddenly bursts into tears that it shocks. Maxwell looks visiblydisturbed at the sight of her and the sound of her cries.“How could make such huge claims and accusations on my person? Are you really that desperateAnastasia, I apologized to you and really thought that you forgave me already.” Scarlett cries with all herstrength.“I told you I was sorry, why do you still hate me so much, you really will like it if you ruin my life andmarriage right?” Scarlett continues to cry turning to look at Maxwell.“I know I've been a lot of things Maxy, but I've been nothing more than good to you and trying hard to bea better person for you. I know you love her and you will believe her over me no matter what I say.”Scarlett says sniffs hard and in the midst of this drama, I c
"Huh, I do not think that is a good idea,” Maria says, her eyes moving from Ava to her sister.“Of course it is, we can help the Luna Queen. It would be an honor, my Luna,” Anabella rushes to say. Maria is surely the twin to think thoroughly before making a decision.“No Sorcerer has ever lived in the pack house before. The werewolves hate us, and we will never be welcomed. This will only cause strain and chaos,” Maria tries to point out.“Leave that for me to handle. Under my command, no werewolf will be able to go against my orders,” Ava says. If she wasn't in a tight position, she wouldn't make them do this. She knew and understood firsthand what it meant to be an outcast and to be hated for no reason.“Maria, I really do not want to coerce you, especially out of your own free will, but I am desperate. I am making this request to you not just as your Luna who wants to save the King, but as a mate to another and a mother. Please help me out,” Ava says emotionally. Alice comes close
The men do not give me an answer and I begin to back away in apprehension.“What do you want?” I ask and still no answer, I begin to breathe hard in panic, wondering what was going on. So I decide to play it cool, I might just be panicking for no reason.“Okayy.” I nervously say flapping my hands around. “You both seem very busy so I'll just leave you to it.” I chuckle nervously and go to move around them to leave the room. I don't get too far though before one of the men is pulling hard on my hair, he throws me back in front of him and I stagger on the floortrying to keep myself from collapsing from dizziness I was feeling due to the harsh way he just rough handled me.I hold myself up, my body subconsciously used to this sort and violence and readying itself to defend it's own flesh from pain if need be.The man who just threw me backwards move closer to me and my heart is violently pumping against my ribcage.“I'll scream so loud, you will get caught.” I tell the man in front of m
The loud screaming does not stop and the men jump apart and away from me. I see a blurry vision ofMilly standing at the door looking horrified at the scene in front of her. Milly can barely run when themen begin to bark at her to stop yelling, she can only slide onto the floor, her eyes not wavering awayfrom my barely opened ones.A few men from the party run into the room, a look of horror also implemented on their faces. I half wantto crawl away from the multiple pair of eyes gazing into at my exposed flesh but there is nothing I can doin my state.Someone else bursts into the room again and this time it turns out to be Ryan, his eyes go from inspectinghis sister for any injuries before following her eyes and sliding to my position on the floor.Ryan's eyes harden at the sight of me but he doesn't look horrified, of course he wouldn't, he knows howto inflict such pain as this, this was not a new setting to him, he probably planned this alongside withScarlett.I barely notice
I continue to stare at the small crowd of my supposed family in front of me and I say nothing till Bianca and Jaxon leave the room. I let them disperse out of the room. When they both leave Ryan continues to stare right at me. I'm not even sure if I'm safe being alone in a room with him. “Did you perhaps hear anything from my phone call?” Ryan asks me and I stare at him in oblivion. “What do you mean?” I decide to play along. “You know exactly what I'm talking about, do not pretend.” Ryan accuses and I stare at him like he's stupid. “No Ryan I have no total Idea of what you are talking about.” I tell Ryan. When Ryan continues to look like he has no plan of letting this go I tell him. “I have no strength for this Ryan, I'm too tired for this.” I tell him, closing my eyes and pretending to be asleep. When Ryan concludes that he will be getting nothing out of me he leaves. I haven't tried but I barely think that I would be able to walk too far without causing more complicati
In the next week, Beatrice does not leave my side, she hovers around me like a mother hen and I cannotparticularly say that I dislike it, I quite like the attention even when she gets too much sometimes.Jersey has also been a great help, she has stopped by the house over a dozen times in the last week and Iam more than grateful for having the both of them with me.Jersey has been overseeing the business so I have nothing to worry about. Ryan has been no where to befound which I am also more than grateful for his absence, it gives me more time to think without hisperson invading my personal space.Bianca and Jaxon haven't been back here since the day I woke up and I would say good riddance to that. Iwould be lying if I say I wasn't beyond heart broken. There was this part of my heart that hoped whenMaxwell hears about what has happened to me, he'll be pissed and his love for me will return and he willcome take me away from all of this and we can finally be together. It was a st
“Good morning ma'am, you must be Anastasia Morgan.” The senior officer asks and I tense at not theamount of attention and focus that was now being placed on my person.“Yes.” I nod, going for acting nonchalant and stoic.“Do you mind having a small talk with us and telling us what happened? It's very important we heardirectly from you ma'am.” The officer says with deep intensity. Something tells me his seriousdetermination on this matter has nothing to do with me and more to do with my supposed husband. Therewasn't anything Ryan did not have some sort of affliction with.“Okay.” I breathe out, sitting straighter to look confident.The officer humors me by coming to join me at the dinner table, hell I won't even be able to finish thedelicious breakfast Beatrice made for me anymore.The officer sits in front of me as I gesture for Beatrice to clear the table. Ryan joins the small meeting atthe table and in no time the officers begin to hit with their questions.Ryan who I haven't
Ryan stares at me like he was trying to decipher any fowl play from ms and I do not give him any reasonto fully doubt me.“Nothing.” Ryan says looking as confused as ever. He abandons me at the dinner table, going up thestairs.“Are you okay Ana.” Beatrice sudden voice startles me. When I jump and turn to face her, she holds backa laugh.“Oh wow, thank you Beatrice, I'm alright.” I tell her, my own smile reflecting upon my face.“I'm going back upstairs.” I tell Beatrice.“Be careful.” The woman warns and I nod in reply knowing she was already watching me as I climbed upthe stairs.I spend the other next week healing, I am fully okay at the rate and I am done sitting around at homedoing nothing, it was a great itch on my skin.I decide I will be resuming work tomorrow but before I do that, I would start the first part of my mission.I wake up that morning as as ever, I pick up my phone to do my regular morning exercise only to findalmost ten missed calls from Bianca and I begin
“I'm so sorry Anastasia.” I hear Maxwell whisper, still not looking at me but I can see the glistening oftears in his eyes. “You might never forgive me but I'm so sorry Ana, I should have known you wouldn'thave done something like that, I should have trusted you.” Maxwell says and I wanted nothing more thanto be in his arms in these times.“No, I lied, you were in pain and you were being manipulated.” I say, I was hurt and I wasn't about to healanytime soon but Maxwell was as much as a victim in this, I have no idea how he must have felt all thetime he spent thinking the woman he loved killed his child.1“Thank you so much Ana, he's the greatest gift and redemption.” Maxwell says sniffling so hard.I hold my hand out towards him. “Come here.” I whisper, my own eyes glistening with tears.Maxwell slowly walks towards me like he was carrying the whole world on his shoulders. He kneels infront of me.I hold his broad shoulders closer to me and Maxwell looks like a child whose guil
“Oh God,” I mutter to myself when I suddenly feel a hard push on my abdomen.“You have got to be kidding me.” I whisper to myself when I feel water underneath my thighs.What was happening? Panic suddenly filled my every pore. I felt more fear than I did the overwhelmingpain in my very gut.I needed help and fast, the baby was coming. I groan out loud and try to push myself up when another bultof pain decided to rack through my body.“Ana? Ana!!” I hear screams of my name coming from outside of the house, my already pulsing heartnearly stopped the moment I recognized who the voice belonged to.“Maxwell.” I whisper to myself, too weak to speak any louder.“Ana.” Loud footsteps march past the open wide doors and a disheveled looking Maxwell stands directlyin front of me.Confusion takes over his features first and then shock as his eyes access the situation and mess in theroom and then fear as he watches me bleeding out on the floor.“Ana?” He calls running towards me. “What happen
“What did you just say to me?” Ryan asks, clicking the gun at me.“What, you can dish out food but you can't eat it?” I ask him. “I said you are a daddy pleasing bastard youknow that or don't you?” I say and Ryan angrily takes long strides towards me, pointing the gun directlytowards the side of my head and I glare at him instead of shrinking away in fear.“Do you know what will happen to entire family if Dominic Garcia finds out something happened to mein your home, you could have it all covered up with the law but he will find you at the end of the day andhe won't stop until you are rotting six feeth underneath.” I stubbornly state, I wasn't so sure about all that Ijust said but one thing I knew was Dominic Garcia was immensely protective for a reason quite unknownto me.Ryan needed me so I knew he wouldn't pull the trigger unless his bipolar self and easily angeredtemperament was too much for him to handle.“Ryan please stop.” Beatrice begs coming to put a hold on Ryan's sho
“That's good.” I mutter tiredly, seeing them all go down the drain was all I wanted but now it's actuallyhappening, I'm not that too interested.“I think a warrant should be going out for both your mother and step father any moment from now. This isbig Ana. Are you okay?” Jersey asks me in concern.“Yeah I guess.” Jersey says.“I'm going to bed.” Jersey says and I know she's only saying that because she feels the need to give mespace.“Thank you Jersey.” I tell her as she walks away and she gives me a smile.“Anytime Ana.” Jersey says.The next morning, I make up my mind but first, I'm making sure to get an official divorce from Ryan, Idon't want to forever feel like I'm in a bondage no matter how far I run. I want to be certain nothing holdsus together anymore.“Jersey I'm going out.” I tell her, getting my keys.“Where are you going?” Jersey asks knowing the store was closed for a long while.“To Ryan's, I'm going to get a divorce.” I tell Jersey determined as I step out of the
“What did you just say to me?” Ryan asks, clicking the gun at me.“What, you can dish out food but you can't eat it?” I ask him. “I said you are a daddy pleasing bastard youknow that or don't you?” I say and Ryan angrily takes long strides towards me, pointing the gun directlytowards the side of my head and I glare at him instead of shrinking away in fear.“Do you know what will happen to entire family if Dominic Garcia finds out something happened to mein your home, you could have it all covered up with the law but he will find you at the end of the day andhe won't stop until you are rotting six feeth underneath.” I stubbornly state, I wasn't so sure about all that Ijust said but one thing I knew was Dominic Garcia was immensely protective for a reason quite unknownto me.Ryan needed me so I knew he wouldn't pull the trigger unless his bipolar self and easily angeredtemperament was too much for him to handle.“Ryan please stop.” Beatrice begs coming to put a hold on Ryan's sho
“You fucking bitch, you really are out of your mind.” Ryan shouts at the top of his voice.“Do you have any idea what you have done, my entire life and family is in jeopardy, you will fix thischaos as soon as possible.” Ryan yells. “Your parents have been arrested, what kind of daughter are you?”Ryan asks staring at me in disbelieve and I scoff out loud.“You must have some sort of fucked up audacity to that to me Ryan.” I hiss at him. “You all used me tothe very last drop and then you framed me up to leave me to rot away and you thought I was going to sitby and watch it all happen, you fucking bastard.” I calmly tell Ryan.“Did you fuck him? Is that how cheap and desperate you were.” Ryan accuses.“I owe you no sort of explanation Ryan, you think whatever you want to, that's your problem. Sign theGoddamn papers.” I instruct pushing the papers towards him.Ryan picks the paper up, tearing it up into pieces while glaring harshly at me.“You are still my wife Ana, and you belong to
"That's good," I mutter tiredly. Seeing everything fall apart was all I wanted for so long, but now that it's actually happening, I find myself less interested than I expected.Jersey, standing across from me, studies my face carefully. "I think a warrant should be going out for both your mother and stepfather any moment now," she says quietly, her voice carrying a seriousness that matches the situation. "This is big, Ana. Are you okay?"I shrug, unsure how to answer. The truth is, I don't know what I’m feeling anymore. "Yeah, I guess," I say after a moment, trying to convince myself as much as her.Jersey doesn't seem to buy it. She watches me with concern, her brow furrowed. “You sure? It’s okay if you’re not, you know. This is... it’s a lot.”"Yeah," I repeat, softer this time. “I’m fine.”There’s a pause, thick and uncomfortable. Jersey looks like she wants to say something more, but instead, she rubs the back of her neck awkwardly. "I'm going to bed," she announces, and I know sh
“I would love to come along with you Ana, I don't think I've told you this before but I love to explore, I'vealways wanted to leave the country, relocate somewhere else, besides it's not like I have anything backhere or a family I'll miss. My job is the only thing I have and my job lies with you.” Jersey says chucklingand I let out a sad chuckles of my own.“But what about the business?” Jersey asks and I shrug in answer.“I have no idea but each step at a time, if I do decide to leave, we'll figure it out, together.” I say holdingJersey's hand closely to mine. I cannot possibly explain the relieve and joy that came at her answer, I feltwarm all over. I just needed Beatrice to also agree to come with me, I was not sure I was comfortable withleaving her behind with Ryan. She had motherly affection for Ryan so I would respect whatever decisionshe would make.Another thought immediately crosses my mind and I turn to Jersey with a mischievous smile on my face.“You know, I was also
Another thought immediately crosses my mind, and I can’t help the mischievous smile that spreads across my face. Jersey notices, raising an eyebrow slightly as I turn toward her. "You know," I begin, "I've been thinking." My voice has a playful lilt to it, though what I’m about to say is anything but a joke. "You’re really good at what you do in the jewelry business. Like, really good. You’ve been doing this longer than I have, and you know more about the inner workings than I ever could."Jersey's expression remains calm, though I can tell she’s wondering where this conversation is heading. She nods, a quiet acknowledgment of the compliment, but it’s clear she’s holding back a response, waiting for me to get to the point."You've taken care of the store long before I ever set foot in it," I continue, "and on top of that, you’ve always been the one looking out for everyone. You care so much about this place and the people in it." I pause, letting the words settle for a moment. “With