“ What are we going to tell your pack? ” I murmured. I was resting my head on his casket as he brushed his hand up and down my reverse. The feeling was elatedness. He blocked out everything. All the negative studies and the tone- loathing. The only thing running through my head was how close we both were. “ We ’ll tell them you ’re my mate and their Luna. ” He remarked, “ but we ’ll do it when you ’re ready. ” He added as he soughed. I sat up suddenly. “ Oh my goddess, Luna? I ca n’t be a Luna. ” I squalled. A deep husky chortle rolled from his casket, and I nearly blaze at the sound. He lifted his brow at me, and his eyes glowed black. I took a deep breath to calm myself. “ I need to go back to my pack, ” I soughed. A deep rumble bucketed from his  
Audrey nodded, sweeping her gaze on every faces in the conference room. She was in one of their weekly meetings. She was following up on their stories, barely speaking because there wasnโt much to say to the competent and insightful women around the table. The fitness team were just giving her an update when her phone buzzed with a text message from Vren.She clicks her pen, wishing nothing more but for the meeting to be over. And when it did, she watches in agony as everyone exits before her. She types a reply on her phone, changing her mind when a man she recognized in one glimpse comes in as everyone else was going out.The lingering glances didnโt go unnoticed. She was getting used to the female attention he constantly gets wherever he goes. She still has her moments though โ where she just couldnโt help but get jealous. But, of course, Vren doesnโt have to know that. The things is, she really thought the women would eventually subside once he no longer have the lux
โBerry, nude or matte blue?โAudrey squinted closer to her computer screen where Jessica was holding three nail polishes and Kathie was shifting in her enormous couch. โNude.โSince two out of three has had hassles going to places, they resorted to video calls.โYeah, nude.โ Kathie nods, pausing to fluff a throw pillow.โBoring. I think Iโll choose matte blue.โ She glances briefly at them, then snort laughed.Audrey shot her a glare. โWhat?โโNothing. My screen is ninety-five percent round bellies. Five percent faces of my best friends.โ She shakes the bottle, grinning at the screen.โIโll kill you if you take a screenshot right now.โJessica bellowed a laugh. โIโd like to see you try with that belly.โโJust wait until you get one of these bellies too,โ Kathie chimes in a sing song voice. She adjusted her phone, angling it to her face.Their friend merely snorted and started painting her toenails.Audrey wouldโve given a skeptical eye
โSweetheart?โ Vren closes the door behind him. She hasnโt opened the door for him. Although she only meets him at the door on a few occasions, heโs still allowed to expect a peck from his girlfriend. He padded quietly inside his penthouse, chest fluttering as he hears her elegant voice from the living room.He watches in amusement as the woman heโs been obsessing over for months now chided someone over her phone. He couldnโt exactly hear the entire conversation but he was able to get the idea that it was about an advertiser who pulled out from a prime spot at the last minute.Sheโs supposed to be on sabbatical leave but she kept everything monitored through Kylie. Although she reassured him sheโs keeping herself from stress, Vren tries to get her off the phone. Mainly for his own personal gain because he needed the attention. Some days sheโs hunched over her laptop, maybe checking her emails, and sometimes engrossed in a video call with her friend Rachel Myers whom she
Audrey paces in her bedroom. The pink interior slowly transitioned into an irritating shade because her room looked happy in contrary to the dread dwelling in the pit of her stomach. Her mother came over to her Aunt Gemmaโs houseโthe first time she went out of the house since she has been discharged from the hospital.A revving car from outside snapped her out of her thoughts, reorienting her to the task at hand. The engine groaned loudly into a stop but she couldnโt care less about it. She leaned her back against the wall, looked out the window where the sun was streaming in several hours ago. There wasnโt any trace of it anymore which means sheโs spent the day fruitlessly.The wall felt cold against her back. She gathered a calming breath in through her nose and scrolled through her contacts one more time. Swallowing the bile in her throat, she rings him. The soles of her feet were freezing as her palms. She hoped it will go to voicemail and save her from the embarras
One call. All it takes is one phone call. For Peteโs sake just call. Sheโs been staring at her phone all morning. Sheโs been mustering all the courage she needed to make the call. Since when did a single phone call became her toughest obstacle?Right. When she started mooning over Vren Parkinson without control over it. And thatโs why sheโs been wanting to call in the first place.Audrey figured she needed the fresh air to clear her mind, so she sat in the front porch and breathed in some courage.Sheโs been so occupied she didnโt pay attention to the car easing onto the driveway. Her head snapped to the direction of the driverโs side where the car door just closed with a soft thud. Her hands clenched at the sight of a familiar face sheโs known by heart.He hesitated when he sees her on the porch swing. Mistaking her lack of movement for something else other than pure surprise, he turns and reopens the door.โDad, itโs okay.โ She bolted upright, stopping her
Vren pursed his lips irritably as he reaches the end of his contacts. Yet again. In emotional conflicts, he would resort to calling a past fling. But, surprising himself, he was deleting each single one from his contacts.What the hell was he supposed to do?For a great portion of his life, he had women as proven distraction from the noise of business ordeals. However, he havenโt met Audrey then. He didnโt have a deep emotional conflict that could only be relieved by one particular woman.His life is way off course. The only solution to put it back on track is to have his Audrey back. Whatever it might cost him. He had long lists of grand gestures heโs taken a mental note of. If that doesnโt give away how much he hasnโt been sleeping, maybe the dark circles might.He was on the verge of smashing his phone for having no one else to call. He takes out a heavy sigh and pressed that one phone number he has considered to call.Damn it. What the hell?Vren cli
Audrey wonโt talk about it. She wonโt even think about it. She wrapped her arms around her legs and tucked her knees against her chest. Her fingers shielded her eyes from the sun. She peeks through the space between her thumb and forefinger to assess how much she overslept. Her arm slumped back to her side as she wishes she could sink further to the cushions.He loves me.She shakes her head aggressively, shoving the thought out of her head.She told herself that this is how things are supposed to be. It was right to keep him in armโs length. The barely there suggestion of marriage triggered everything she had kept at the back of her mind and pooled all over her. The mention of the ring really did a number on her. Her motherโs words that angered her then, came back to haunt her. However, she developed the habit of setting aside outside influences from her decisions over the years. So if Audrey were to screw up, she has an accusatory finger right to her face.Aud
Audrey sink to the rug, her gaze going over the opened door of the bathroom where she just spent the entire morning after having a round of morning sickness and some other stuff she doesnโt want to think about. A small sob slipped out, followed by another.She began crying in the quiet of the guest room. Her chest heaved from huge, racking sobs that doesnโt seem to end. She pulled her legs close, tucking her knees to her chest. She buried her face on the comfort of her thighs. Hoping it will muffle the sound.She was fine yesterday. She was doing well in keeping her mind off the soft spot. But waking up today with a terrible morning sickness felt like stepping right onto a landmine. Amidst the distressing process of cleaning her stomach clean, she thought about how bearable it once was when Vren was right on her side, holding her hair back, rubbing her back and his voice so soft on her ears.โDamn it!โ She hissed as the memory flood in fresh new tears to her already
Vrenโs hand covers hers, snapping her out of her stream of thought. They were in the kitchen having coffee after lunch. He wanted to stay for the weekend.ย Badly. But he had important business to attend to that he couldnโt reschedule. He likes to think that Audrey was just sulking that he couldnโt stay, but thatโs not Audrey. She wonโt show her need for him to stay because that would beย demandingย him to stay. And sheโs not the kind to hold someone back.โYouโre awfully quiet, Audrey.โ He links his pinky finger with hers, finally drawing her attention to him.Her other hand grazed the curving handle of her mug. โItโs nothing, really.โโWhat is it? Maybe I can help?โ Vren wasnโt dense not to notice her mother locking herself up in her bedroom. Audrey leaves her be.She kept her eyes on the mug like she found entertainment in the swaying steam of her coffee. She was silent still.Vren urges her face up with a finger beneath her chin. โIs this about getting a rin