LOGIN~ Anyssa’s Pov~
“You took the job?!” “I had to. He helped me deal with the problem I had, so I practically owe him.” “No, you don't. Who’s this guy anyway?” Vanessa asked as she handed me a glass of orange juice. “He is my father’s best friend, and my dad actually asked me to intern under him.” “Wait, for real?!” “Yeah! As if he hasn’t done enough to mess with my life, now he asks his best friend to do the job, which is practically looking after me.” Vanessa giggled as she sipped her juice, rolling her eyes. “What?” “Nothing, nothing. It’s just that… you basically have a babysitter boss who is your dad’s best friend. It’s kind of funny.” “No, it’s not. Ruby is getting married, and here I am, getting a job!” “Oh yeah, I heard about the engagement and the little celebratory party they had.” I scoffed. “Little” was an understatement. It was huge… blinding and flashy, just like Ruby wanted. “So you won’t be here for the actual wedding? You’ll have to go to New York, right?” “Yes,” I sighed, drinking down the contents of the glass. “Hey, hey. Just look at it from a good angle.” “Like what?” She shifted closer, placing her hands on mine. “You get to explore options. I know how badly you want to leave your father’s house. Look at it as a green light. You could also strike a bargain with Alpha Ronan: you do whatever he wants, and he keeps quiet about you to your father.” She’s not wrong. I mean, I don’t need a babysitter, and even though Ronan will have his eyes on me the whole time, I might as well trick him into believing I can handle myself on my own. “This is why you’re my best friend!” I hugged her as she giggled. “But I’m going to miss you. Promise you’ll come see me?” “Definitely, girl!” Vanessa has been my only friend since my father brought me to Orlando. When I enrolled at UCF, she was the first girl I talked to for directions after I got my detention slip, and from that moment, we became close. I am really going to miss her, especially now that I'm going to New York and will be all by myself. Honestly, I didn't want to go to New York; that is why I decided to have one more conversation with Dad to see if he would change his mind. Maybe, if he agrees, he can talk to Alpha Ronan and the intern plans will be cancelled? It wouldn't hurt to try. —----------------------------------------------------- “If I'm not mistaken, you should be packing your bags and getting ready for your flight tomorrow,” Dad said, settling into the chair. “I know I've been acting off and…” “And mannerless.” “Yes, yes, all that. But please, don't make me go to a new city where I know no one just to make me pay.” “I’m doing this for your own good,” he said, picking up his phone. “My best friend will keep an eye on you, plus you’ll be working. You won’t have time to act wayward because you’ll be busy.” “Give me an ultimatum. I would do anything, please? I can’t go to New York.” “This isn’t up for debate, Anyssa. You have a duty – which is to go to New York and focus on your life. Look at your sister, Ruby—” “Don’t bring her into this. She’s already getting married to the only person I truly care about, and you’re letting it happen!” I screamed, fighting back the tears that stung my eyes. Dad looked at me, shock written on his face. “You already have so much hate and jealousy for your sister.” “I don’t hate her.” “Then what is this attitude you just showed me? You hate her, and that’s disgusting. You are privileged to stay in this house, go to a good school, yet you harbor so much hate for someone who cares about you.” Care? That bitch and her mother are probably laughing right now. “Dad—” “Enough! I’m tired of listening to your excuses and made-up lies. You will go to New York, and that is final. If you still don’t want to go, then you should be ready to find a place to stay.” Is he… kicking me out? Because I’m not his favorite daughter? “Are you kicking me out?” “I don’t know, Anyssa, am I?” I scoffed and nodded, accepting my true fate. He isn’t going to let this go, so my little fight is nothing. It means nothing to him. I mean nothing to him. He is ready to have me go work under someone I consider a stranger while he lives happily with his family. How stupid can I be? He has never truly loved me. He has proved that countless times in his actions, yet here I am, thinking a little plea would help me. “Fine. I will go to New York. But let me make this clear to you: if I go out that door, you forfeit every right to be my father, and I don’t give a fuck about your best friend either. I will work for him, but that’s my decision, not yours.” I turned around and walked out, bumping into Ruby with both her hands on her hips. She slowly clapped, a small grin spreading on her face. “That was an amazing performance you did there, sis.” “I am not your sister.” “I know, you’re not. You’re just a little girl Dad pitied and brought back home. A mistake that I’m so glad he realized was not worth wasting time on.” “What do you want? You’ve gotten what you wanted. Your family, a diploma, a fiancé.” “And you’ve got nothing. Exactly where I want you to be,” she said. “It’s so sad you’re going to New York though. No friends. No job. No family.” “Get to the point. There’s no one here.” “But I’ll come check up on you once in a while. Mavis works with his father, so you’ll be seeing more of me… with my fiancé, of course. Plus, you have so much fitting in to do… especially in a new pack.” I rolled my eyes and, without a word, walked past her. I had other things to think about. Like, for one: working for my father’s best friend.~ Ronan's Pov ~“What should I do now?” I asked Calder as he took a seat on the chair in front of me.“She wants to know about her past, and I need to tell her. I already feel guilty for lying to her about it.”“Didn't the doctor say you should give it time?”“You don't understand, Calder.”“I do. I understand as much as you do. This is my daughter I'm talking about, yet you wonder why I'm so calm about the situation. I do want her to get better. I do want her to get her memories back, but if those memories would hurt her, I'd rather not do it.”I can't sit. I can't rest. For days, I've thought this through. After what happened at Willow Creek, I'm too scared to keep this from her.“I know it's hurting you, but you have to think about it. Not telling her is the logical thing to do. Plus, the last time you did, you know what happened. Have you even talked to the doctor about this?”“I have,” I sighed. “She said she wouldn't really know if she's ready for her memories or not. It must co
~ Anyssa's Pov ~I was pregnant? I couldn't respond to the bomb he had just dropped on me. For some reason, my mouth could barely open. I was still in shock.“How many?” I finally asked.He took a deep breath before responding. “Three. They were triplets.”Three babies?I had three babies, and now I have lost them? How?I didn't say a word. I just held his hand, and we walked around the park. I noticed children running around with their toys, their parents picking them up off the ground when they fell.The smiles on their faces whenever they played with sand or came down a slide. Willow Creek looked like a normal park, which had a children's side and an adult side.Yet it felt homely. Yes, I did feel a pang in my chest from watching them. Somehow, it felt like that should be me watching my own child run around with sand in her or his shoes.Honestly, I usually wouldn't think about children because I had always made up my mind that starting a family wasn't something I would love.Growi
~ Ronan's Pov ~I got out of the car, and one of my security guys, Allen, ran toward me the moment I stepped out.The worry on his face was alarming.“Boss,” he said.“What's the matter?”“We think there might be a fire outbreak inside the house or some other problem. We've been trying to reach Madame inside, but she's not answering.”“What do you mean you think?” I didn't wait for him to respond. I rushed to the door.I opened it, and smoke filled the whole room. The alarm was blaring, but there was no fire.“Anyssa! Nyssa!” I shouted her name, trying to locate her. I mean, I could barely see shit through the smoke—it stung my eyes.God, she should be okay. Please, she should be okay. My heart hammered in my chest from fear. If nothing else, I wanted her to be conscious.What the fuck even happened?I coughed, still shouting her name, until I spotted a small figure in the smoke. It was Nyssa, holding a tray filled with what looked like burnt cookies.She had a nose mask on, and her c
~ Anyssa's Pov ~My bed felt wet, and I could feel hands crawling…latching onto my neck. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't move. I tried to open my mouth to scream, but all that came out was a whispered cry.Suddenly, images flashed through my memories: blood…tears…me, crying. Dead bodies and swift flashes again. I moved my legs, trying as hard as I could to escape my own head. What the fuck was even happening to me?I tried to cry for help—maybe then I would wake up from this dream. When it felt like I was swimming in a bottomless pit, I awoke. Heat spread across my chest; my bed was soaked. My heart raced, thumping inside my chest as I breathed heavily.The room was dark, the air conditioning on, but I still felt too heated. I switched on the night lamp beside the bed, trying to count my breaths.What was that about? And what were those flashes? Could they truly be my memories?I tried to steady my breaths, got out of bed, and left my room. A cold glass of water would help right now. I
~ Ronan’s POV ~This meeting was by far the worst I had ever had. Why did I even fucking attend it?I checked my wristwatch again, groaning when I figured out I had two long hours left. I had promised to take Nyssa out to the movies, and I wouldn't go back on my promises now.I stood up, about to leave, when Cosmos called out.“What's the rush, Mr. King?”“I have to take my wife to a special place today.”“Oh, I didn't know she was awake. With that kind of coma, I'm guessing one would suffer from temporary amnesia.”I hated Cosmos. He had always had this idea that he was better than everyone. Maybe the masters in medicine and two honors in business made him think that way.“I don't see how that's any of your business, Cosmos.”He smiled. “I apologize. I don't mean to be rude.”“Good.”I didn't wait for any more talk as I dashed out of the boardroom. Fuck this meeting anyway.By the time I got home, it had started raining. Nyssa stood by the entrance, an umbrella clutched to her breasts
~ Anyssa's Pov ~This sucks, I thought as once again I stared at the ceiling in my room. I woke up this morning feeling determined and brave enough to go explore my home–a home that felt both familiar and strange. Now, to no surprise to anyone, I still was in my said room, unable to bring myself to cross the door.Chanel gave me a soft look. “You don't have to beat yourself up like this ma'am.”“Is it that obvious?” I asked, turning to look at her properly.“You have been sighing and huffing for some time now.”Damn.“No one is giving you a deadline or anything like that,” she continued, arranging my clothes as she spoke. “You just have to take it easy and not rush the healing process.”“What if my memories never come back? What if staying cooped up here is making the process longer?” I sighed. “I wish I wasn't so fucking afraid.”She paused and stared at me for a while. “Have you ever thought about what you're afraid of?”I blinked. Of course I've thought about it. I have had nothin







