"I truly mean it, Annie," she remarked, her voice cutting through the stillness like a blade. "I continue to stand on my word." I don't wish for Andrew to be included in our lives. Not his damned ancestry. "Not a trace of their smell close to my son." Annie positioned herself by the bed, arms folded, her golden eyes observing Cecilia with a quiet intensity. "Are you certain about this decision?" Annie inquired softly, advancing a bit. Her foot wears thudded gently on the tiled floor. "There's no going back once you take this route." Cecilia's head rotated gradually. "Andrew has made his decision." He chose Vivian instead of me. I think that Vivian is also expecting a child, so he has to concentrate more on them. Miriam glanced up from her spot in the corner of the room, gently bouncing the baby in her arms. The baby's small growl brought a brief smile to her face, but it quickly disappeared when she noticed the sharpness in Cecilia's tone. "You know I'm always there for you," Ann
He then informed Amelia that she could return to her office and resume her work. Lancelot rose, his towering figure stretching gracefully, and escorted her to the entrance. As he was about to grasp the handle, a sudden noise caught his eye below. Amelia's phone had fallen from her hand, hitting the marble floor with a loud noise, just steps away from where Lancelot was standing. "Ah!" she breathed quietly. "I apologize for that," Lancelot remarked, instinctively stepping back. "It's fine," Amelia said, already bending down. As soon as her fingers grasped the phone, she started to elevate-gradually and intentionally. Her actions were not hurried. No, it was rehearsed, smooth like a ballet. As her body opened up, her waist turned subtly, bending in a manner that created a wave along her spine. Her hips moved gracefully like a cat. And as she elevated herself, the curved tip of her buttocks gently caressed Lancelot's thigh. Lancelot halted. His keen wolf instincts sprang into ful
Andrew leaned forward in his seat, the strain in his shoulders building like a wave ready to break. The Alpha's keen, assessing stare scanned the room while Pedro, his beta, stood next to the pack's ledger, "We've endured significant losses already, Pedro," Andrew snarled slowly, his voice tinged with irritation, his wolf nearly breaking free. "If Blackwood Enterprises loses another cent, the financial pressure will extend to the pack." Pedro nodded solemnly, shutting the ledger. "If the losses persist, it won't only affect the company." The group will begin to sense it, discontent within the ranks." Andrew tightened his hands into fists. The wolves depended on the venture to finance patrols and maintain the territory. The company was more than just a business; it was the foundation of the Blackwood Pack. His lips opened to reply just as the gentle sound of footsteps and a joyful voice resonated around. Andrew's gaze shifted to the hallway when Vivian entered, phone against her ea
She glanced at Rebecca, who gave her a subtle, understanding smile. And for a brief moment, Annie returned the smile. Then their father spoke once more, this time more softly. "You remain strong, Annie." The Moon has not forsaken you. Perhaps it's time for you to cease evading your howl. Annie remained silent, not because of his words.Instead, she raised her head and met her father's eyes still on her.She had more to confront than just her past. It was the future she had been evading, one she doubted she still felt worthy of. Having a divorce of that nature came with its subtle stigma. However, it might have been the moment to respond to the yearning she had concealed deep within herself. And just as the tension appeared to become more manageable, Rebecca leaned in a bit. "I meant to inform you earlier, Annie." I did, Annie.Annie shifted her gaze back to her sister. Her face showed no anger, just a mix of emotion drifting between confusion and lingering sorrow. "Well, it's ju
As Annie leaned in to whisper, a subtle edge crept into her tone. "Do not be misled by Andrew's attractive appearance," she remarked, her hazel eyes glinting with contained fury. "That man is cruel, Rose." "I truly mean it." Rose blinked, her eyes wandering around the room to the man in question. Andrew was positioned against the distant wall of the conference room, surrounded by large glass windows that allowed the warm afternoon light to stream in. He was chuckling at something a board member remarked. Nothing about him indicated any threat. In truth, he appeared to be a completely charming, gentle, and respectable young man. Rose started, her voice soft and tentative, "He doesn't look like you..."Annie arched an eyebrow sharply, interrupting Rose. "That's precisely the point." He looks like a saint to everyone. However, I've noticed the chill in his gaze. "There is nothing new, only malice and a complete lack of compassion." Her words landed like frost on Rose's skin, piercing
"You didn't consider informing me that you would be leaving the company in no time?" Victor's voice was deep, nearly a rumble. The noise sliced through the office's quiet like a whip, causing Cecilia's fingers to halt above the paper she was examining. The tip of her pen made an accidental mark on the printed document, but she didn't care to glance at it. Gradually, she lifted her eyes,"I don't recall scheduling an appointment with you," she stated calmly. "Much Less than, granting you access to my office." Victor grinned slyly. He took several confident steps ahead, his tall figure creating a wide outline against the office door behind him. "Is that the reason you have?" he inquired, his voice elevating just a bit. "So that's your reason for submitting your resignation letter at this critical time?" Cecilia maintained her position. However, she concealed it. She rose gradually, the chair legs gliding over the smooth wooden floor. She adjusted her blazer and looked into his eye