After years of suffering abuse at the hands of her mate, Blair Gaines resorts to desperate measures to escape. To disguise herself, she uses a witch's charm to cloak her shifter scent and moves to Orange, California, in hopes of starting a new life and picking up the pieces of her broken self. Hurt, broke and on the verge of despair, she gets some relief when she finds a job, and things are finally starting to look up until she meets the CEO, Mac Walsh. Her wolf declares Mac is her mate, but that can't be true because she already has a mate and as far she knows, wolf shifters only mate once in a lifetime. No second chances. Plus, Mac is everything Blair despises; an alpha male, loud, brash and grumpy. But then, she soon begins to see a side of Mac that affects her more than she cares to admit. Could fate be playing games or is something more sinister happening under the surface?
ดูเพิ่มเติมThe Wood family was currently gathered together in their living room after the engagement ceremony between Shirley Wood, the youngest of the Wood family and Peter Green, the son of the gold mine owner at Carlo Hill.
Cassandra Wood who was the older sister of Shirley, was sitting on the edge and didn't seem to like being there. Several times she saw her husband being a servant to her family. She was upset. Very upset. How could she not? Her husband had no authority whatsoever and was often the target of her family. She really wanted to see her husband fight back, at least once. But, in fact, until they had been married for almost three years, Bill was still the same. Still becoming a useless son-in-law to her family. "Hurry up and fill this glass, Bill!" Shirley ordered her brother-in-law. Bill calmly picked up the bottle of red wine and opened it quickly and refilled Shirley's glass. He then stood next to the old man who was Cassandra's grandfather, Christopher Wood who had a pointed face like a crow. Shirley smiled happily and sipped her wine slowly. "You see, don't you, dear? My brother-in-law is so kind to serve us all so well," she told Peter. Peter Green, the man who would soon marry Shirley, smiled with satisfaction, "That's right. You're very lucky, dear." "Of course. Our Bill has a true heart, he'll do whatever we tell him to do," George Wood said, Shirley's older brother who was also Bill's brother-in-law. Bill didn't respond at all and turned to his wife, "Cassie, do you want me to fill your glass again?" "No, I don't," Cassandra replied curtly. "How about the dessert?" Bill asked. "No need," Cassandra replied and got up from her chair. "Grandpa, I'm sorry, I have to go to my room, I'm so tired," the beautiful woman with blonde hair argued. Not waiting for an answer, she left the living room. Bill quickly took off his apron and followed his wife. The woman did not go to their room, but she went to the rooftop. Cassandra knew her husband was following her, and pushed Bill away and hit him with her body. "Why, Bill? Why do you have to be such a coward? Don't you have any self-respect? Why don't you fight them?" She didn't stop hitting and Bill didn't seem to want to interfere with her venting her anger. Bill just waited until she got tired of hitting him. "What did I do wrong to marry a trash like you?" Cassandra shouted. Bill was silent. He thought answering his wife's words would only make her angrier. "Why do you want to be their servant, Bill? Tell me why!" Cassandra urged, unable to stand it. Bill couldn't possibly tell her the truth. It was still his big secret. "Tell me! Why don't you ever defend yourself? I'm sick of it, Bill. So sick of seeing weak men like you." The woman then began to cry in frustration. When Bill tried to touch her, Cassandra pulled away. "You can't even defend yourself, how can I possibly put up with you? Let's just get a divorce, Bill!" Bill froze in place as soon as he heard that. "Divorce?" "Yes. Let's get divorced! I hate you." "Why we must get divorce?" Bill asked. "Why, you said? After all, we only got married because grandma asked us to, not because we liked each other." Cassandra turned around and looked the other way. Bill approached his wife and touched her arm but she still refused. "I know, but-" "But what? Never mind, it's better if we go our separate ways. There's no point in being together," Cassandra said, still unwilling to look at her husband's face. "I can't." Cassandra laughed sarcastically, "Come on! Look at you! You're just a worker at a fruit stall in the market. What can I expect from you?" The woman sat down on a chair, staring ahead. Bill followed her and sat beside her even though he knew she didn't like it. "What's wrong with that, Cassie?" Cassandra really wanted to strangle her husband. "You know I work in an office, I'm a secretary in a big company. Don't you ever think about how embarrassed I am to have a husband who has such a lowly job?" Cassandra paused for a moment, before continuing, "You have no idea how they mock me. Loser husband, no self-respect, living hand to mouth. I'm the one who-" "Cassie-" "Don't interrupt me yet! Let me talk!" Cassandra pleaded and she was now back on her feet. The woman seemed ready to explode again, and Bill could see that very clearly. "Because of you, I'm underestimated, Bill. So, never mind, let's end it all. I can't take it anymore." Bill shook his head and gingerly touched his wife's hand. "No, I won't. I will never let you go." Cassandra clicked her tongue in exasperation, "If you won't do that, then I'll be the one to sue you in court." "Don't do that. Please, Cassie. Give me a chance to change!" Cassandra sighed tiredly. If only her husband had said that long ago, she would have immediately supported him. However, right now she was really very tired. Waiting for Bill to change for three years was not a short time. She had gone through so many trials and insults in her marriage with Bill, she didn't want to go through it again. For her, it was enough. "Your chance is gone," Cassandra said. Bill began to despair, "Give me a chance to change!" Cassandra was still silent, not even intending to reply. "Just one time," Bill said seriously. Thinking for a long time, Cassandra, who initially looked hesitant, finally replied, "Okay. One chance, if you don't change, I'll file for divorce." A smile appeared on Bill's lips. "Okay." He had been unable to apply for a good job because it meant he had to use his real identity. He couldn't do that because it would mean revealing his identity to the public. He couldn't do it yet, there was still one thing that made him have to hide his true identity. "That's it, dear. I'm coming down." Cassandra groaned in annoyance again but was too lazy to say anything so she just kept quiet as she watched her husband leave the rooftop. When Bill returned to the living room, his grandfather-in-law was already glaring at him. "Where have you been? The guest glass is empty." "Talking to Cassie for a while, Gramps." "Hurry up and fill Peter's glass!" Bill sighed, trying to restrain himself and quickly picked up the wine bottle and poured the drink into Peter's empty glass. Peter smiled mockingly. "Come here for a moment, future brother-in-law!" Peter said, asking Bill to come closer. The man was actually reluctant to respond but he also wanted to know what Peter wanted so he bowed slightly. "Your wife is very beautiful, can I approach her?" Peter whispered in a low voice. Bill instantly stiffened. "How dare you!" Bill shouted.SkylarBy the time I got over my shock to hear Mac's furious voice and struggled to my feet, he and Holly were already engaged in a heated argument.Holly's face contorted with anger as she glared at Mac. "Are you kidding me? You think I'd intentionally hurt her? We were just practising Taekwondo, which, by the way, she asked me to teach her. This was just an accident!"A flare of surprise crossed Mac's face and he looked at me, searching for confirmation. "It's true." I said, my words still coming out in a stutter since I was still out of breath. "She was just showing me some basic self defence moves but then I tripped and took us both down."Mac looked like he'd been kicked in the gut. He passed a hand over his face and I heard him mutter a curse under his breath. "I didn't know what was happening. It looked like you two were fighting and she was -"Holly scoffed and rolled her eyes. "If I wanted to kick her ass, I would do it some other way.Mac broke off mid-curse to glare at Hol
SkylarA week passed with me doing nothing more than sleeping, waking up, eating the enormous portions of food that Mac insisted I consume, then spending the rest of the day lazing around either watching TV, playing games or reading novels on the brand new cellphone Mac had bought for me.I had offered to take over the cooking or cleaning or whatever chores that needed to be done, including shopping for groceries, but Mac had expressly forbidden me from doing any such thing saying I still needed to rest and get my strength up. So I obeyed. However, I was starting to feel restless, the result of now having so much pent up energy in need of an outlet. Sitting still became a challenge, so I would occasionally explore the huge house. I found a pool at the back and spent quite a bit of time sitting on the edge, dangling my feet in the heated water, wishing I had learned how to swim. I was alone in the house. Mac had decided to drop by the office today after extracting a promise from me th
MACShe smelled of vanilla and wildflowers, a combination that up until now, I'd had no idea was capable of driving me wild. And it had just topped the list of my all time favorite smells in the entire universe. And it was even wilder because up until a few seconds ago, I didn't know I had such a list. But I did now. And Sky's scent, fresh from a bath and looking deliciously content, was the number one.I adjusted my normally comfortable jeans, the material now felt very constricting with how hard I was. It had taken a great deal of self control to keep myself from reaching out to touch her soft, supple skin, I'd barely stopped myself from finding out if she tasted as good as she smelled and as sweet and heady as I remembered.It hadn't helped to know that she probably wore nothing underneath tha
Skylar I was beginning to think that the streets would have been a less stressful option. By the time dinner was over, I really wasn’t sure I could take much more tension. Holly, who had made her dislike known from the very beginning, now positively despised the very sight of me. When I had finally fully calmed down from my panic episode, Mac had ordered Liam to go home and despite my protests and Holly’s objections, he had refused to budge on his decision. So Liam, after another round of profuse apologies for scaring me, had left. Holly had glared at the two of us, spun around on her heels and stormed upstairs to her room, making sure to slam the door so hard the frames rattled. Which had left me and Mac. I was in near tears from mortification at this point and all I wanted to do was slink away and find somewhere to hide. I forced my
Mac Despite all her assurances to the contrary, I still couldn't quite shake the feeling that Sky did not like the room. First, there had been that fleeting look of dismay that crossed her expression the moment she'd stepped into the room, though she'd quickly covered it with compliments. Even though those compliments somehow fell flat. The most enthusiastic she had been was when I showed her the walk in closet. She'd perked up, and had given more than a cursory look around the small, dark space, seemingly more impressed by the tiny, windowless closet than the extravagant room attached to it. I'd been on the verge of offering her a different bedroom, even though I'd chosen that one because I'd figured she'd appreciate the view and the natural light streaming into the space, arguably the best in the house, save for the main bedroom - mine. And yet, Sky had merely glanced at the window wall, in fact, she seemed to actively avoid it. Still, since she'd assured me it was fine, I'd swal
CW: Mentions of violence and bloodSKYLAR****Flashback*****The darkness seemed to close in around me, amplifying my fear and making it difficult to navigate through the dense forest. Every rustle of leaves or snap of a twig sent shivers down my spine, as I imagined Resse and his loyal pack members closing in on me.I pushed myself to go faster, ignoring the searing pain in my body. Adrenaline coursed through my veins, fueling my desperate escape. But as I ran, a nagging thought crept into my mind - how long could I keep this up? How long until exhaustion overtook me and I became an easy target for my pursuers?Suddenly, a low growl echoed through the trees, freezing me in my tracks. My heart pounded in my chest as I strained to locate the source of the sound. Panic welled up inside me as I realized I was not alone. Another werewolf, a member of my own pack, had picked up my scent.I had no choice but to keep moving, hoping to outrun them. But my injured body protested, threatening to
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