Se connecterTHIRD PERSON POV“Are you always this quiet after dinner?”Brea turned towards Alexander, who was driving with one hand on the steering wheel while the other rested near the gear shift. She smiled, glancing at him before returning her attention to the road ahead.“I'm not quiet. I'm just enjoying the ride.”“Is that what we're calling it?”“What else would you call it?”“Perhaps you're thinking about how handsome your date was tonight.”Brea burst into laughter. “You really don't get tired of praising yourself, do you?”“I'm only stating facts. I would hate for you to forget what a wonderful man you've agreed to date.”She shook her head, still smiling. “You're impossible.”“And yet, you agreed to be my girlfriend.”The reminder made her cheeks warm. She looked out of the window, trying to hide her smile, but Alexander noticed.“There's that smile again.”“P
BREAI was putting the last few documents away when Amelia walked into our office, carrying her handbag.“Are you still here?”“I'm almost done.”She glanced at the clock. “You said that twenty minutes ago.”I chuckled, closing the file in front of me. “I just need to finish this.”“Fine. But don't complain when you get home and realise you've missed dinner.”“I'll survive.”Amelia shook her head, heading for the door. “Goodnight, Brea. And try not to spend the entire night working.”“I won't. Goodnight.”I finished arranging the documents, switched off my computer, and picked up my handbag. As I walked out of the office, I was already thinking about getting home, taking a shower, and relaxing.However, the moment I stepped outside the hospital, I stopped.Alexander was standing near the entrance, his hands tucked into his pockets.A smile immediately spread across his face when he saw me.“Hello, girlfriend.”I blinked.“Excuse me?”“I've been waiting for you.”My cheeks warmed insta
MICHAELI rubbed my face as I stepped away from Brea’s office, her words still echoing in my head.She had made it clear that she wanted nothing to do with me, yet I couldn't bring myself to accept that this was the end. I had spent years searching for her, and now that I had finally found her, I wasn't going to walk away so easily.But first, I needed to deal with the matter concerning Julian.I returned to his hospital room and found Rhonda sitting beside his bed. She looked up as I entered, her expression immediately changing.“Where have you been?”“Taking care of something.”“What could possibly be more important than our son right now?”I stopped beside the bed.“Don't start, Rhonda. We need to talk.”“About what?”“Julian's DNA result.”Her face tightened. “What about it?”I pulled a chair away from the wall and sat down, staring at her for a moment.“I want you to explain something to me.”“Michael, I'm not in the mood for your questions.”“Then make time for them.”She stood,
BREA’S POVI walked out of the office without looking back.I had held myself together for as long as I could, but the moment the door closed behind me, the tears I had been fighting began to fall. I wiped them away quickly, hoping no one would notice, and headed for the elevator.“Brea.”I knew that voice.I kept walking, pressing the elevator button repeatedly as if doing so would make it arrive faster. I couldn't face anyone right now, especially not Alexander.The doors slid open, and I stepped inside. Just as they began to close, a hand stopped them and Alexander walked in.“Please, Alexander. Not now.”He didn't argue. He simply pressed the button for the next floor and stood beside me, giving me the silence I thought I wanted.But when I turned my face away, he gently caught my hand.“Look at me, Brea.”I shook my head.“Please.”Something in his voice broke through the little strength I had left. I looked up at him, and the moment our eyes met, his expression changed.“What's
BREA"I'm going to stop you right there, Michael. Don't cross that line."His expression tightened. "Brea, I'm only trying to tell you how I feel.""And I'm telling you that I don't want to hear it.""But you haven't even—""I don't care!" My voice rose before I could stop it. I took a breath, forcing myself to lower it. "I don't care what your wolf wants. I don't care whether you and Rhonda are happy or unhappy. That is your marriage, Michael. Whatever is happening between the two of you has nothing to do with me."He stared at me."But you were my mate before her.""And you rejected me!"The words burst out of me before I could contain them.For the first time since he entered my office, Michael had nothing to say.I looked at him, my chest rising and falling as I fought to keep the rest of my anger under control."You rejected me, Michael. You made your choice, and I accept
BREAI caught Amelia's eye and winked at her.She looked at me for a second, then glanced at Michael, who was standing beside my desk with an expression I couldn't quite read. A small smile tugged at the corner of her mouth before she straightened.I almost laughed.Amelia had never been particularly good at pretending when she knew exactly what I was doing, but at least she was trying."All right," I said, keeping my face straight. "Don't forget to let me know how it goes.""I won't." She turned toward the door, then paused and looked back at me. "And Brea?""Yes?""Don't forget that I still need those files from you.""I'll hand them over to you later.""Good."She gave Michael another polite nod before leaving, and the door clicked shut behind her.For a few seconds, neither of us spoke.I busied myself with the charts on my desk, although I wasn't actually reading







