Chapter 031

There was something intriguing about Abigail that made Daven restless last night. For one, he had never seen a hybrid that had the audacity she carried. And she was beautiful. He had always been attracted to blondes but she was special. He tossed and turned all night wanting to see her again. 

The fact that she worked at the company that should have been his made him angrier. His father had woken up one morning and sold the company without telling him. 

By morning, he made up his mind that he was going to see her. If werewolf community was still the way it was before he left, he knew it would be difficult for her to get a transaction card. Since he had ruined hers, he would help her get another. 

The moment he stepped into the space she worked, he noticed Ethan, the one who had taken his company from him. He was standing unusually close to her. 

He ignored her and walked over to Abigail's side. Abigaill was surprised to see him. After he had completely embarrassed and ridiculed her last night, she wondered why he had come looking for her

Her eyes said it all 

Why are you here?

Daven read the words from her eyes. Placing his hand on the table, he leaned forward.

“I'm here to make up for last night,” he said.

Ethan who had been watching Daven as he walked in, wondering if he had come to see him, was astonished when he walked over to Abigail's desk. And even more mortified when he suggested that they had been together the previous night.

“What do you say?” He asked when she didn't respond.

Abigail could tell that Ethan was pissed by the way Daven walked up to her without acknowledging him. And she hadn't missed the tightened tension when Daven spoke about making up for the previous night. 

She contemplating over it. Was she really done with Ethan?

His father didn't want her, it was a forbidden love, and he was back to his ex wife. Maybe she could accept Daven's offer to capitalize her stance. 

She raised her head from the screen with a smile. “My break is in a few hours,” she said..

“Well…I'll stick around,” Daven said, excited that she had agreed. Even with her hair back in a bun, she still looked absolutely gorgeous. “It's my company after all.”

He threw a rude glance at Ethan before walking out. “See you soon, lady,” he said before exiting.

Ethan was controlling himself from stopping him. He knew Daven was just a young, spoilt wolf. And he wasn't worth his effort. What he wasore concerned about was Abigail. Was she just truly jumping from one wolf to the other, social climbing?

He grabbed the edge of the table until his knuckles turned white. 

“You can't keep avoiding a conversation with me, Abigail,” he said.

Abigail faced him with every courage she could muster, because her heart was still racing. At least, it was shielded, as were her eyes. 

“I have nothing to talk to you about,” she answered, shifting her eyes back to the monitor. “I have a lot to do.”

Ethan didn't go away. “No, you don't. And we must have this conversation.”

Seeing he wasn't going to go, Abigail knew that day had come. The day she was going to ask him why he had been nice to her only to break her heart. 

She swiveled around in her chair and faced him fully. “Now that you want to talk…why, Ethan?”

Ethan nodded. He understood her hurt. And now he understood that she had been avoiding him become of his father. 

“It's not what you think, Abigail,” he explained. “I misunderstood things.”

A bitter chuckle escaped from her mouth. “You misunderstand and next thing, you're back to your ex and having a kid together.” She pursed her lips. “I can only say I wish you all the happiness. I thought what we shared meant something to you.”

“It does, Abigail. And I'm losing my goddamned mind without you.”

She shook her head bitterly. “You were in the city, Ethan. You never came to check up on me after what I went through. The next day I come to work only to be assaulted by your new girlfriend.”

“She's not my…” Ethan tightened his jaw and sighed. “I'm not together with Bianca.”

“But she has your baby. Aren't you going to be responsible for it?_

Even as she said it, it hurt her that she wasnythe one carrying his baby. She had envisioned a perfect life with him. One that no hybrid dared to dream. And maybe fate had punished her for daring to dream.

Ethan didn't want to answer the question. He knew that was the one thing that would slice them apart. How could be explain to her that he'd had sex with Bianca because he was mad at her and now he wanted her back even though Bianca was claiming that she was pregnant?

“I want to fix us,” he said with a low but steady voice. “I've missed you. We used to say a smile would sort all our problems.”.

Abigail sniffed back her tears. “This is different. You can't sort it.”

Ethan was drawn to the shades she wore. It was strange that she wore shades in the office. He knew asking her would get nothing from her. So, he was determined to find out why. He leaned forward and it that instant, Abigail stopped breathing. His face was inching nearing hers and all she wanted was to kiss him and reconcile. 

Do it. Don't do it.

She shut her eyes, waiting for his lips against her. But she felt her shades being pulled from her face.

She opened her eyes, bewildered. Ethan stared at her face in shock.

“What happened to you, Abigail?”