Karen. When we got to Oscar's room, all we did was watch comedy movies. Comedy seemed to be his favourite genre. For someone that was always serious, it seemed unbelievable. He was also a sort of comedian himself because Oscar mimicked his mother and Tabitha while we laughed. He wasn't even angry. With the way he had reacted towards his mother, it would have been fair to think he would be fuming in his room. Though he was irritated by his mother's actions, he wasn't angry with her. I needed to understand what his mother had meant by a mate. It was so weird and sounded out of this world to me. Usually, a man meets a girl, they fall in love, get married and begin to have children. In her case, she had chosen someone for him because he didn't seem like he was ready, but instead of a wife, she used the word mate. It sounded like something animals do. I knew he was a werewolf but did that qualify him as an animal? Maybe the supernatural kind. I was just too curious to let it pass, so I d
Karen. The day at his office felt weird. After the whole issue with the werewolves, I never imagined that I would be able to return there. Everything was normal except for the fact that I remained in the same space Oscar was. I had to sit in his office all day. Tabitha kept coming to check on Oscar. She looked contemptuous every time she saw me on the couch, minding my business. The woman was trying too damn hard to get Oscar's attention. He knew but wasn't willing to give her the attention she sought, and she refused to take the hint. "Is she going to sit here all day?" Tabitha finally asked.Oscar looked at me and then looked at her."Are you going to keep barging into my office all day?" He asked her, and she was silent. I bet she didn't see that coming. Maybe she thought Oscar was so hooked he would do anything for her. News flash, did she ever check the meaning of player? "I came for our usual meeting," she said to him, and he dropped the pen."Your services are no longer need
Oscar. I knew there was something weird about the cafe the instant we stepped in, but I didn't want to spook Karen. She felt at home in the place, and the workers seemed kind to her. When we finished our meal, I asked Karen to wait for me in the car, so I could see the owner. The supernatural aura of the cafe baffled me. The manager was quite hostile towards me, which indicated she knew what I was. I could deduce this simply because no human in her right mind would be hostile towards me. I was the richest man in the country. I owned all the big businesses in the city. That city owed its survival and its commerce to my pack, and I was single. Every human woman, except for Karen, threw themselves at me. But this particular lady was very hostile. When I got to the owner's office, I realised why. They were witches. Although the covens were eradicated by the Hunters, there were survivors, and all of them either skipped town or went into hiding. I had just walked into one of their hiding
Karen. Oscar seemed a bit off when he returned to the car. I was hoping he would share what was bothering him without asking, but as things were, I knew it was best I kept my curiosity to myself. He had that 'do not disturb' look on his face. "I was hoping to spend the evening at the park," he finally spoke, and I smiled. Maybe there wasn't any trouble. I might have just been reading meanings to his facial expression. Besides, I couldn't know how he felt. The park was empty when we got there. It was as if the people had got wind of our arrival and cleared out. It was a private park; therefore, I suspected Oscar might have booked ahead. I wonder why he would go through this much trouble for his plaything. I kept my remarks to myself, hoping not to spoil the mood. He was a big shot. Maybe he didn't want to be disturbed. "Have you ever spent time in a private park before?" he asked me as he took off his suit and dumped it in the backseat of the car. He did the same with his tie and un
Oscar. Walking in the park with Karen was amazing. She was a fun person to be around. It was amazing to see how carefree she was. Judging by her situation and her status, she still managed to look on the bright side. If only she knew the magnitude of the mess she was in, maybe she wouldn't be so carefree. We returned to my house after our long walk, and I felt a bit tired. It wasn't the walk that stressed me out. What stressed me out was the information I had gotten from Karen's aunt. To think that John Hunter was looking for his daughter was a huge deal. My uncle was already clear that he wouldn't allow me to bring the pack into this, and I had promised McCain that I would kill Karen if she realised his fears. I had also told Karen that I would only protect her for the duration of our contract. The way things were, Karen was certainly going to die. My decisions and actions were only postponing the day. I decided to take Karen to the club the next day after work. She looked amaz
Oscar. I had a very disappointing night with Stephanie. I knew it wasn't her fault, but I wasn't happy. I just asked her to leave. She seemed to have had a good time because she left me her number and a kiss on a note. I doubted if I would be using it. Karen tucking Joey's number away in her purse baffled me. I barged into her room the moment Stephanie left and woke her up. "Where is it?" I asked her, but there was still sleep in her eyes. "Good morning Oscar," she finally managed. I waited for her to wake up fully. "Has your guest left?" She asked with concern, and I was shocked that none of what I did bother her. The girl had thick skin. "Where is the business card you got last night?" I asked her again. "It is in my purse," she replied. "Let me have it," I ordered and to my surprise, she shook her head. "Let me have it, Karen or our deal is off," I warned. " I guess I should start packing to leave then," she said, and I was dumbfounded. "Give me the number." I
Karen. Walking away from Oscar was the best option. I had overheard him warning someone to reject me when I called. I knew he was talking about Joey. I had to find another way to survive. Thank God I had kept my old apartment. I returned there that morning and got a locksmith to open the door for me. I had lost the key in the apartment Oscar had given me. Everything was still how I had left it. I sat on the ground and looked around me. I remembered I had kept some money under the floorboards. I checked and found the wad of cash there. Instead of sulking, I decided I would go out job hunting again. What I had hidden away could only last me three months in that place. I needed money to survive and take fighting classes. I needed to train myself to fight so I could survive. I intended to call Joey for a job, but I decided to wait a while before I did so. Just so I don't piss Oscar off. I bet he had already offered the blonde a mistress position. I wished them both the best. I felt
Oscar. It had been two weeks since Karen left. I had thought she would come running back to me, but that didn't happen. Karen had disappeared. I checked her old apartment, and her landlord said she moved out on the same day she left my house. Could she have skipped town? If she had been caught by the vampires or witches, I would have heard. Where could she have gone? Maybe she had called Joey and gone to him. Just thinking of it made me mad. I hoped he wasn't hiding her in one of his father's guesthouses and having his way with her. If I found out that was what happened, I knew I would kill him. I was a fool to allow her to leave. Why couldn't I say that I was sorry? Why did I let my need for physical pleasure cloud my judgement that night at the club? Stephanie had come by to see me a couple of times since Karen left, and I just couldn't get my mind off Karen. I had no peace. I was stupid enough to offer Stephanie the mistress deal, and she took it in a heartbeat, but I hadn't