Lily
“I don’t even know the name of your pack,” I say in a low tone after having had sex three times with Alpha Wesley. I’m not sure how the massage turned into a naughty business, but I think I’m crushing on the man sprawled on the bed in front of me.
He grins at me while holding up his head with his muscular arm. Is this the sexiest Alpha alive, or what? It’s hard not to notice his muscular form, and it shouldn’t be possible, but my cunt comes to life for the fourth time when a telltale smirk curves his lips.
“The Luan pack,” he says, gauging my reaction. “That’s the name of my pack...have you ever heard of it?”
Not good. What do I tell him? I can’t just go ahead and admit I’m a rogue and have no idea what pack is which and what. I know nothing! Will Wesley judge me for that?
Most werewolves don’t respect us packless wolves, and I have a feeling someone with a high position like Wesley would hate me on the spot if he knew what I was. He would also probably be disgusted that he had sex with me.
I swallow thickly, eyeing him silently. I’m crap at most things in life, but hiding my rogue stank? I’m a pro at that. It comes from something called survival. How are you going to live in the big city if every single werewolf wants you dead?
“N-no, I haven’t heard of it at all...” I try to smile, but Wesley isn’t smiling back.
“How can you live in New Jin City and now even know about the Juan pack? We run this city.” His tone isn’t aggressive, just curious.
I try to stay calm. “Actually, I’m not from New Jin City. I just came here a couple of weeks ago, and I-I’m still learning about the packs.”
He stares at me unblinkingly, like he is trying to decide whether he should believe my lie or not. I guess he eventually believes me because he says, “Well, if you ever need help with anything, just come to me or another member of the Luan Pack. We don’t turn anyone away.”
I offer him a smile of thanks, and he smiles back. Right then, I feel oddly comforted. Maybe Wesley is different from other alphas.
“Thank you, Alpha,” I say, touched.
He glances down and reaches out to brush a strand of my hair away from my face. His hand lingers, and I can feel his warmth down to my bones.
“You don’t have to call me Alpha,” he murmurs, and I get the feeling he is not just talking about the title anymore.
I gaze into his eyes, looking for some sort of sign that he likes me back, but he’s unreadable in that moment. Taking in a deep breath, I break away from his gaze.
“What should I call you then?” I ask quietly.
He smiles, and it’s the kind of smile that promises something special.
“My name is Wesley. You can call me that since I get to call you by your name, Lily.”
I’m not shy in the slightest. Never been, but I do have a consciousness. It doesn’t feel right to lie about who I am, so I let out a heavy sigh before deciding to come clean.
“There is something else you should know about me...” I start in a bitter voice. I hate being a rogue. Part of me does not want to tell him the truth, but I have to.
“Oh?” Wesley raises his eyebrows expectantly, waiting for me to continue.
“I’m actually a rogue,” the words come out like a tortured gasp, and my stomach does a flip when I see the surprise and disgust that flashes across Wesley’s face.
“You’re a rogue?”
Refusing to appear weak, I meet his eyes head-on. “Yes.”
He considers my words in silence before muttering, “That explains why the bond is so weak...”
“Say what again?”
Instead of answering, Wesley yawns, and I see his hard cock bobbing up against his lower abs. I shouldn’t stare, but I can’t help it.
Damn it.
Why am I still looking at him? He doesn’t want me. I need to leave this room and fast to avoid heartbreak.
“It’s time for me to go.” I stand up from the bed and search the floor for my clothes. “We can pretend tonight never happened.”
He sits up, running a hand through his dark hair. “You’re running away from me?”
“No, I...” I blush as his magnificent chest comes into view. The light is hitting his abs just right. I swallow. “I just think that our fun is over.”
“Hmmm...” He is looking at me as if he can’t decide on something. “You might want to reconsider,” his eyes rake me up and down, and there is a smirk on his lips. “I doubt you will be walking straight after last night, so you might as well have another round.”
Is he making fun of me or trying to fool me? I’m a rogue—there is no way for him to like me. So is he just offering me more sex to reject me? Boost his little ego for when he throws me out? Pfft. I’m smarter than that.
My eyes harden. “I’m fine without it.”
“Was the sex not good for you?” He smiles.
I shrug. “I don’t know... I’ve had better.”
He pauses, and an expression that looks a lot like anger washes over his face. “Better than last night?”
“That’s what I just said.” Is he deaf?
“And I don’t believe you.”
Oh my god, Is he seriously going to act as if he is the moon goddess’ gift to women? Time to set him straight. “The sex wasn’t good.” I’m lying, but fuck it.
“Really?”
“Mhm, it won’t be very memorable.”
“Fair enough.” The light in his eyes goes out, and anger ticks against his sculpted jaw as he stands up. “If it’s honesty you want, then I’m relieved that you’re leaving. You might be my mate, but you’re a rogue, and I don’t want that. So I, Wesley Brooks, reject you, Lily, whatever-you-last-name-is—”
“Lopez,” I interrupt.
He glares at me. “Lopez...well, you’re rejected. So put on some damn clothes and leave my apartment.”
“How could you reject me? I’m probably not your mate!”
“Do you feel a sense of loss right now?” I wince, and he smirks. “Sometimes rogues can’t feel the mate bond because to love someone else, you need to love yourself, and you don’t do that, do you?”
Don’t give him the satisfaction of the truth, Lily. Glare back at him and lie. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
He snorts. “Yeah, right...”
“You’re so judgemental.”
“And you’re still inside my apartment,” he points out. “I thought you were fucking leaving?”
“I’m going to!”
“Good!”
“It’s not like I didn’t know this wouldn’t last!”
“How could it?” He hisses at me. “Not only are you a rogue, but you’re a goddamn liar too!”
My blood is boiling, but I won’t argue with him. He is right...this time. Wesley was the best sex of my life, and he is also the prettiest guy I’ve ever slept with. But I really wish he wasn’t because he is a total douchebag. The disgust in his eyes right now? Yeah, fuck him.
I put on my clothes and stride for the door without looking back. “Goodbye, asshole!”
Wesley mutters a curse in the background, but I’m not listening to him. Not anymore. I slam his door shut and try my damn hardest to ignore the tears prickling behind my eyes. It’s hard to focus on the anger, but it’s the only way not to cry at the fact that my mate has just rejected me.
Nobody wants me. I’m all alone, and I don’t know how to change that.
LilyMy worst nightmare is here. I’m pregnant, and the child belongs to Wesley Brooks—my asshole of an Alpha mate who rejected me for being a rogue. It seems he is also the CEO of Brooks Industries. That bastard is selling phones and computers, even to the magical realm, and just happens to be a billionaire because, of course, he is! It’s just my luck to get kicked to the curb by the whole package.I stroke my hand over the bump on my stomach when I feel light kicking and let out a deep breath. “Don’t worry, honey. Daddy might be a jerk, but I don’t regret you. I only regret that I didn’t slap his pretty face when I had the chance. He is a total asshole, and we don’t need him, but what we do need is his money...”It’s embarrassing to admit this, but I’m broke and in desperate need of money. I’m living in the worst apartment New Jin City has to offer, and I’m late on rent. And to add to my misery, I’m three months pregnant, which means my baby is most likely a human. A werewolf pregnan
WesleyI slowly blink, but it doesn’t work. The tiny brunette is still sitting beside me in my car. I’m not hallucinating. This nightmare is real.Lily is pregnant with my child.The olive-skinned, brown-eyed pathetic rogue that was abandoned by her pack for being a lazy “herb” smoking weakling will forever be a part of my life. (Yes, I looked up the reason why she was kicked out of her pack.)I sigh.How did it come to this?I wasn’t thinking when I had sex with Lily. My head was too busy listening to my cock, and now I’m here, sitting in my limousine with a fucking rogue. My chauffeur is taking us to my mansion, and I swear it’s hell sharing a seat with this failure of a werewolf. She keeps glancing up at me, looking scared, and that’s the only positive thing about this situation, that I scare her. I hope that will keep her from talking, but I’m not that lucky...“How much further?” Lily asks, and I inwardly groan at the sparkle in her dark eyes. She is the talkative kind, isn’t she
Lily When my eyes flutter open, I’m confused. This isn’t my shitty apartment, but a nice master bedroom with furniture that looks like it cost a fortune. The walls are painted a warm creamy white, and the large open windows let in streams of sunshine, illuminating hummingbird feeders that hang outside. A plush beige rug is spread on the floor, creating an inviting space in front of the tall four-poster bed I’m currently resting on. I’m almost ashamed to be using it. Its pristine white sheets are too nice for a rogue to sleep on. “That’s right...” I groan to myself and place my hand over the little bump on my stomach, rubbing it as I whisper to myself in an irritated voice. “I told Wesley that I’m pregnant with his child, and he brought me here...shit. How could I forget?” It’s all coming back to me now. How rude Wesley was in the limousine and how he didn’t even tell me goodnight before disappearing inside his study. I slowly slip out of bed and grab my robe from the side table. I
LilyAfter finishing eating breakfast with Eva, I’m not too surprised when Wesley strides into the kitchen while looking stressed. It seems like he just jumped into his suit without ironing it first. There are folds in it, and the upper buttons are open to reveal more skin and muscles that I’m comfortable with. It really confuses me how Wesley is both attractive and intimidating all at the same time...“Wesley, darling, that suit is obviously too small for your shoulders,” Eva points out to her grandson. “You should head upstairs to get another one.”“There is no time for that. I’m meeting with my client in ten minutes,” he glares around the room and runs a hand through his dark hair. It’s messy, like he hasn’t had time to fix it, but somehow, that only makes him look sexier. “Where is my breakfast?”Eva lifts an eyebrow. “Honey, I think you’re old enough to make your own breakfast.”Wesley glares at her. “You made breakfast for the rogue but not for your own grandson?”“Her name is L
WesleyI can’t believe this. It’s only lunchtime, and I’m already close to losing my damn mind. I showed Lily to her desk after we arrived at Brooks Industries. She has a small office that you need to walk through to get to mine, and therefore, I keep all of my folders inside her office. The only problem is that my old secretary, whom I fired, didn’t sort them. Therefore, I ordered Lily to sort my folders and arrange them on their bookshelf, something I would expect of my new secretary.But what I come back to almost gives me a heart attack.Every white and professional-looking folder has been replaced with a new shiny, and pastel-colored one. There are glittering animals and stars everywhere. It honestly looks like a unicorn puked over the bookshelf, and I take a step back, placing my thumb and forefinger between my eyebrows as if that somehow will help ward off my incoming headache.I can’t believe this...How could my grandmother betray me by convincing me to hire this person? Just
LilyLess than five minutes ago, three werewolf men dressed in navy-colored suits entered Wesley’s office without so much as a greeting to me. Now I can hear one of them, probably Wesley’s Beta, shouting without any restraint.“I can’t believe you’re protecting a rogue after what happened to my sister!” he yells. “How could you do this to me? Don’t you remember what happened the last time you trusted a fucking rogue?!”I stop breathing and stare at the closed door with a heavy feeling in my heart. I know the conversation taking place is private between Wesley and his pack members, but it’s not like I can ignore their discussion.“Stop yelling at me and sit down, Freddy.” Wesley says in his Alpha voice. He is calm, but his tone demands respect, and even though Wesley isn’t my Alpha, goosebumps prickle over my skin—he is strong. Very strong.I swallow thickly and hear Freddy pull a chair from the wall and drag it closer to Wesley’s desk. He sits down on it and begins speaking again, in
Lily“Are you okay?” Wesley asks, but when I look up at him, his face isn’t gentle and not very caring either. He truly lives up to the office rumor of his heart being made out of ice.I nod, not trusting myself to speak. Wesley studies me for a long moment before walking over to his desk and taking a seat. I’m unsure whether to leave or stay, still feeling shaken from what I just witnessed. But before I can even think of leaving, Wesley speaks.“You shouldn’t be eavesdropping on conversations you’re not part of,” he says sternly, his gaze piercing into mine.“I know. I’m sorry,” I say, keeping my eyes downcast.He leans forward, his elbows on the desk. “But you don’t have to worry about Freddy. He won’t bother you again.”“I’m not worried about him,” I say, looking up at him. Not a hair is out of place, and he looks so composed and calm that it’s almost scary. It makes me whisper my following sentence. “I’m more worried about you.”This seems to surprise him because he arches a half-
LilyAs we enter the conference room, I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. It doesn’t work. My heart is racing, and I can feel sweat starting to gather in uncomfortable places. I haven’t smoked in forever, and even though I don’t consider myself an addict, it did help me calm down.But I need to learn how to function without it. I’m determined about that and take another deep breath. This is just a meeting, I remind myself. It’s not the end of the world.Wesley, oblivious to my panic attack, takes a seat at the head of the long table. I sit down next to him, feeling like a mouse in a room full of lions. The other men in the room are all tall and muscular, their suits tailored to fit their frames perfectly. They stare at me with cold eyes, and I shrink into my seat, wishing I could disappear.“This is Lily Lopez,” Wesley announces as he gestures at me, and the men nod in acknowledgment. “She is my new secretary, and I expect her to be taking notes for us during the entire