Alpha Zayne's Regret

Shock would not be an adequate word to measure how I was feeling at the moment.Because those five simple words from Zayne, came with a sudden tornado of different ugly feelings- despair, shock, pain…so much pain and anger.“W…what?”“You heard me right. I'm going to marry Diana.” Zayne repeated casually.“Oh Zayne, you know you don't have to. I do not want to come in between your marriage or….”“You are not coming in between anything, Di. I love you, you know that. If anything, she's the one coming between us, our family. I can't let that happen again.”I love you….Funny.He had said that to me two nights ago - and every other night before that.Does that mean he was just lying to me? All these years I've just been a tool for an heir. I could never replace the love of his life.I could feel my knees quivering, and it was a miracle that I was still able to stand straight. The room felt like it was spinning around me as I watched my husband, my mate - with this woman.“Besides, like

Marissa's POV I gasped in fear and jumped from the bed. I was right at the edge however and so I landed painfully on the floor. Another nightmare. This was two nights in a row now. I groaned and dragged myself up. My nightdress clung to me, covered in sweat even though the room was cool. I had seen a wolf in my dream. It was chasing me, barreling down the forest as I screamed for my life. But just as the dream was coming to an end, just as the wolf closed its huge maw around my neck, the dream had changed form. Suddenly I couldn't see the wolf anymore but I was still running. Faster, breathing hard. Almost,...panting. I had become the wolf. The time on the bedside lamp read four thirty. I had an hour to myself before I had to wake the twins up for school. My head felt dizzy and my body weak. Like it hadn't gotten any rest at all through the night. I needed coffee. Elias told me not to drink too much coffee. That it was bad for people like us. Werewolves, he meant. I ha

Marissa I heard their screams as I pulled into the garage. There was another voice trying to rise above theirs in panic and frustration. I chuckled to myself as I took my sweet time getting out of the car and lugging out the bags of groceries I'd bought on my way back from work. Charlotte was a nice girl. Sweet, well mannered, and very responsible. But she was also too quiet and soft. And the twins , well.. they knew that. Especially Asher I slotted my key into the door and the screaming came down a bit. “Is that mummy?” I heard Ashlyn ask through a sniffle. I opened the door to meet Ashlyn already running towards me, Asher coming as well but much slower and Charlotte standing with her hands clasped in front of her looking tired and flustered. I felt bad for the poor kid. A day with the twins would do that to anyone really. Aslynn hugged my legs tightly, Asher did the same. And then they began to talk at the same time. Something about a toy and the TV remote. Cha

Marissa's Pov Jack Tinsel? The Jack Tinsel? I didn't even really know the guy. I only ever saw him during general conference meetings and officially met him what? Twice? Thinking about it now, I wasn't sure I fully remembered what he looked like. Bridget had refused to give me more details. Giggling non stop saying she'll tell me the rest tomorrow.Which was today. I was eager to know what the conversation was about. But at the same time,...not? And exactly how had she gotten into the CEO's friend circle anyway? Gotten in enough to pitch me to him. Because I refuse to believe he asked about me out of the blue. Knowing Bree, she'd probably gotten the wild idea to sell me off to the CEO and gave him a glowing recommendation of me. Probably added some white lies in there to sweeten the deal and butter me up nice. Wouldn't be the first time. Oh jeez. I took in several deep breaths trying to calm my nerves down. I took off my seatbelt, took one last look at myself in the mir

Marissa's Pov Elias took us all out for dinner as was tradition anytime he came around. It was my favorite restaurant and the kids were always so happy to eat out but all through the outing, I couldn't fully relax and enjoy myself. I was certain now that it wasn't all in my head. Elias was paying more attention to the kids. Waaayy more attention. Like he was avoiding me? There was something off about his demeanour. He seemed tense and although he was playing and joking around with the twins, he seemed unfocused. Like something was bothering him. I rarely pried into Elias's life away from me and the children. He told me about his job and the high rise new York apartment he owned but we never discussed anything more personal to him. Like his friends, parents, maybe a girlfriend. I'd asked a couple of times but he would always brush it aside. Start up some other conversation and I'd forget I asked. If he had problems in his life, he had done a good job keeping me away