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Defiant little thorn flower

Author: NK SMILES
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-12 19:07:49

ANDRE'S POV

My patience ran thin as I waited for the doctor's return. Who does she think she is to make me wait against my will? I was only trying to act civil, not obey her damn rules. The door suddenly cracked open and I turned in her direction to tell her I wouldn't wait another second but I paused when the figure behind her came into view.

My little thorn flower. I thought I lost her for the second time after exiting the dining hall. Who'd have thought the moon goddess will make our paths cross again?

“You?” She suddenly asked with her mouth agape and I lifted a brow. The shock in her eyes was evident and horror was written all over her face. Why was she acting like she saw a ghost?

“Is she the lady's relative?” I turned towards the doctor to confirm before drawing conclusions and she nodded curtly. Wow! I was loving the sudden twist and I knew things were about to get interesting.

I leaned further against the seat with my legs crossed and flashed her my signature mischievous grin which made her jaw clench and I was loving every bit of her facial expressions. A satisfied smirk tugged at the corner of my lips as I recalled the first time we met. Her doe eyes and innocent face never left my memory after that day, no matter how hard I tried to get rid of the thoughts.

My intention was to have a good time at Storm, the only strip club I was familiar with in the Wolfram pack, after sealing a million dollar deal but I lost interest in the usual strippers who kept throwing themselves at me. I got used to seeing their exposed bodies and none of them could make my cock throb.

I was getting tipsy and on the verge of taking my leave when this pretty little bunny walked in to clear the table. She was clad in a seamless skirt that accentuated her curves, and covered her thighs, down to her knee.

As she spoke to me, I swept my gaze across her petite figure and envisioned the beauty underneath the clothes. She snapped her finger to jolt me back to earth and finally grabbed my attention. As her cherry lips moved in unison, I imagined the wonders they could do on my shaft and couldn't help but ask her to strip for $20,000 but she outrightly turned down my offer, her tone dripping with disgust.

I became furious and ordered the manager of the club to fire her, hoping she'd bend to my will, but she never did. I was shocked to the core after her outburst. Never in my life has a lady rejected my advances or challenged me head on. It has always been the other way round and I found her feisty nature quite intriguing. I did all I could to find her after that incident, including going back to the club several times but she seemed to have vanished into thin air.

It was during my three months stay in the Wolfram Pack which was finally coming to an end and Xander my beta couldn't stop pestering me about Alpha Lance's constant invite for dinner. Knowing the latter was an ass licking sycophant, I didn't want to attend but Xander informed me appealing chicks would be present.

‘There's no harm in having a quick bite, right?’ I thought to myself and decided to be in attendance. On my arrival, the atmosphere was calm and serene which was different from a wild chaotic dinner I envisioned but as time went by, something interesting caught my fancy.

The defiant little thorn flower who'd rather lose her job than give me a good show at the strip club, was amongst the ladies. I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me at first, seeing her in a skimpy dress that left little to the imagination of the horny fellas around the table. I called out to her and once again, she tried to prove to me how defiant she could be.

I impatiently waited for her return after Lance gave her an order and ways to taunt her for being disobedient flashed through my mind. Inwardly, I felt Xander deserved a thumbs up for prompting me to attend this dinner because I knew it was gonna be a rollercoaster of adventure.

Speaking of the devil, my phone beeped and it was a text from him. I read through it and shrugged when I realised they needed my attention at the basement and I was about returning the phone to my pocket when my eyes squinted at the last line. “We've captured the bastard who has been passing information to Kendrick,”

A devilish glint flashed in my eyes and I sprang up from my seat, heading out of the dinning hall.

“Alpha André– You're leaving so soon. I'm really sorry for what that bitch did. I'll definitely punish her accordingly….” Lance said after me but I paid no attention to him at all. The information I just got was worth more than the dinner and I'd rather deal with it first.

I strode out of the mansion and headed straight to my car in the garage before stepping on the gas as I zoomed off the premises. As I drove along the road, I felt I was forgetting something and I just couldn't shake off the feeling. It suddenly dawned on me that I didn't conclude my business with the little thorn flower.

Her words that night replayed in my head as I drove with full speed. “I'd rather die than allow an arrogant jerk like you have your way with me. You think your money can get you anything you want right? Definitely not me. Do your worst because I'm not like the other girls you can get by throwing dollar bills around!” She was fuming with anger as she spat with disgust before storming out of the VIP room..

I hated the fact that a moment I anticipated the most, had to be interrupted by Xander’s text but it was extremely important. The bastard who has been revealing the pack information to Kendrick, my archenemy, was finally captured and I needed to send him to hell with my bare hands.

As I took a sharp turn out of the lane and got on the highway, I noticed an SUV making a U-turn after knocking down an old lady and I cursed, slamming against the brakes to avoid crushing the lady who was now laying before my car. My tires made a screeching sound as the car came to an abrupt halt and I alighted hastily only to see her in the pool of her own blood.

I picked the old lady who looked no better than a stack of bones and placed her in the backseat of my car, seething with fury. I was glad her eyes were still slightly opened and she was breathing heavily, which signified she was still alive. If only the bastard who hit her had taken responsibility, I wouldn't have had to change my route just to get her to the hospital.

‘I guess this gesture makes you feel like a gentleman,’ Sky, my wolf purred and I chuckled.

‘I know I'm far from being gentle. I shouldn't just watch her die, should I? My people think I'm mean– I'm practicing the qualities of a good king,’ I responded and he let out a snorting growl which I ignored as I increased my pace in search of a hospital.

I drove into the nearest one I came across and called out the nurses at the reception. Rather than hurrying out with a stretcher, they took the moment to gawk at me. I knew how handsome I looked but it wasn't the right time to admire my unique facial features.

They jolted back to earth and quickly did the needful before asking me to make a deposit so the old lady could be treated. I made the deposit and was about to take my leave when the doctor pleaded with me to stay till the arrival of any of her relatives, even after I told her I was just rendering help.

I reluctantly stayed back and texted Xander to keep things under control till my arrival.

“I have just thirty minutes to spend here. If any of her relatives does not arrive in thirty minutes, you can't stop me from taking my leave.” I stated clearly and the doctor nodded, pacing back and forth.

She said it was part of the hospital policy and I didn't give a fuck about their protocols but seeing that the Moon goddess was giving me another golden opportunity to have my pound of flesh, I was glad I didn't take my leave.

“Miss Smith, he's the one who brought her in and made the deposit. I'll be in the ward– let me know when you've made payment,” The doctor said to her and stepped out of the office, leaving the both of us to engage in a staring contest.

“Am I still an arrogant jerk like you claimed? I mean after saving your mother, do you still see me like that?” I asked, raising a brow as I studied her facial expressions and realised she had broken out in cold sweat. All I could see on her face was frustration and befuddlement. Her shoulders weren't high as they'd always be and I wanted to know what changed.

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