Lily
My worst nightmare is here. I’m pregnant, and the child belongs to Wesley Brooks—my asshole of an Alpha mate who rejected me for being a rogue. It seems he is also the CEO of Brooks Industries. That bastard is selling phones and computers, even to the magical realm, and just happens to be a billionaire because, of course, he is! It’s just my luck to get kicked to the curb by the whole package.
I stroke my hand over the bump on my stomach when I feel light kicking and let out a deep breath. “Don’t worry, honey. Daddy might be a jerk, but I don’t regret you. I only regret that I didn’t slap his pretty face when I had the chance. He is a total asshole, and we don’t need him, but what we do need is his money...”
It’s embarrassing to admit this, but I’m broke and in desperate need of money. I’m living in the worst apartment New Jin City has to offer, and I’m late on rent. And to add to my misery, I’m three months pregnant, which means my baby is most likely a human. A werewolf pregnancy typically only last for around two to three months. And that’s a problem.
I mean, I love my child no matter their race, but I’m a rogue, and my life is in danger whenever I leave the apartment. Therefore, it would have been easier for my kid to be a werewolf since I’m constantly on the run.
But with Wesley’s help, maybe I can get protection from all the creatures wanting to kill me. The man might be an arse, but I doubt he is heartless enough to let his child die.
So, it doesn’t matter how much I hate him. I must find a way to confront him and make him take responsibility for the little life in my belly. And I have the perfect plan. Brooks Industries are interviewing for a secretary position tomorrow, and I’m one of the people they are interested in.
I pace back and forth across my dingy apartment, rehearsing what I’m going to say when I’m face to face with Wesley. Since I was picked for the interview, he can’t possibly know it’s me who applied for the open position. But after he knows about the baby, he won’t be able to kick me out...right?
The next day, I arrive at the Brooks Industries building early. My heart is hammering, and my palms are sweaty as I wait in the lobby. Soon the lady behind the desk smiles at me, and I take a deep breath, steeling my nerves as I walk toward the receptionist.
“Excuse me, I’m here for the interview for the secretary position.”
The receptionist looks down at her computer and then back up at me. “Ah, yes. Lily, am I pronouncing that correctly?”
“Yes,” I muster up the courage to say.
“Great. You will be meeting with Mr. Brooks in ten minutes. Please take this folder and read over it before you go in.”
I thank her before making my way to the waiting area, my knees feeling like they might buckle at any moment. As I flip through the folder, I notice there is a note at the bottom of one of the pages. My heart sinks as I read the words:
“Bold of you to assume I would hire you and not reject you again. This ought to be fun, Miss Lopez.”
I want to run out of there and never look back, but I know I need to face Wesley for the sake of the baby.
As I enter his office, I’m trembling but keep my head high as I look into his cold eyes. It’s as if he can see right through me, and I shudder when I realize he is watching my every move like a predator.
“Hello, Lily, it’s nice to see you again,” he doesn’t sound like he thinks that at all. He isn’t even smiling. “Why don’t you take a seat?”
“Thank you,” I sit down, wishing I could somehow stop my heart from racing, but I can’t make the thumping stop no matter how I try. Under the penetrating gaze of this man, I’m stripped naked.
Wesley’s beauty is utterly breathtaking. His custom-made black suit hugs his body in all the right places, and I can’t help but let my mind wander with thoughts of what lies beneath that white dress shirt he wears. The top buttons are open, revealing a hint of defined chest muscles that leaves me reeling. I’ve never seen anyone more beautiful.
As I shake my head to clear my thoughts, Wesley interrupts my train of thought, forcing me back to the present.
“So, Lily, tell me, what makes you want to work for me?” he asks, leaning forward in his chair, his eyes boring into mine.
I clear my throat and try to steady my shaky voice. “I believe I am highly qualified for the position, and I am eager to apply my skills to help your company grow.”
I try to keep my eyes on his face, but my gaze keeps flickering downwards towards his chest. I can feel my body reacting to him in a way that scares me. I know I shouldn’t be looking, but my eyes have a will of their own.
The worst part is when Wesley smirks, clearly enjoying the effect he is having on me. “Interesting. And what skills do you have that would make you a valuable asset to my team?”
I take a deep breath, trying to ignore the butterflies in my stomach. “Well, I have experience as a receptionist, and I’m proficient in various computer programs such as Microsoft Office and Excel. I’m also a quick learner and am able to adapt to new situations easily.”
Wesley leans back in his chair, studying me in silence for a moment before speaking again. “I see. And how do you handle stressful situations?”
I can feel my palms sweating as I answer. “I try to stay calm and focused, and am able to prioritize tasks to ensure that everything gets done efficiently.”
He nods slowly. “Good answer. It seems like you may be a good fit for the position after all.”
Relief floods through me, but it vanishes the moment Wesley’s lips curl into a cruel smirk. “Too bad you’re a rogue, I don’t hire packless wolves.”
I feel the blood drain from my face as the reality of what he’s just said sinks in. I can’t believe this is happening. All the hope and excitement I felt just moments ago are smashed to pieces in an instant.
“I-I’m sorry, what?” I stutter, hoping that maybe I misheard him.
“You heard me, sweetheart,” he drawls. “I don’t do business with packless wolves. It’s bad for my reputation.”
My heart pounds in my chest as I look around his immaculate office. The lush carpet, the expensive leather chairs, the sleek modern architecture; everything costs a fortune, and it pisses me off. Why does someone like Wesley get to have everything while I have nothing, not even a pack where my baby could feel safe?
Anger ticks against my jaw, and since I can’t keep quiet, my mouth opens before Wesley can tell me to leave. “I’m pregnant with your child, Wesley. You can either hire me or send a large sum of money to my account to let me take care of our baby on my own—the choice is yours.”
Wesley freezes in his chair. It fills me with satisfaction. For once, he doesn’t look like a self-important jerk. His smirk has been replaced with shock, and all his earlier arrogance has shattered like glass. Even his breathing stops for a moment before his jaw clenches.
What is he thinking right now? I eye him carefully, and Wesley looks away from me before he speaks, his voice quiet and composed. “Is this why you came here today?”
There is no point in lying. “Yes.”
Wesley’s eyes widen slightly in shock, but he doesn’t say anything. He just stares at me for a few moments without speaking until finally, he sighs softly and nods his head in agreement. His voice is barely above a whisper when he replies, “What do you want to do?”
“I will take care of the baby myself if you don’t want to be involved,” I explain carefully, avoiding eye contact as much as possible. He still hasn’t said anything yet, so I keep going. “But if you are willing to at least provide financial support for our child, then I will accept your offer of employment.”
An angry growl leaves his lips. “Do you honestly think I would let you work here when you’re pregnant?!”
What? Is he serious? I’m pregnant, and he still isn’t going to fucking hire me?!
“Wesley, I need money—”
“You’re moving in with me!” Wesley barks before I can finish my sentence, his eyes livid. “Rogue or not—that doesn’t matter! You’re pregnant with my child, Lily. That means you need the best care in the world, even if I dislike you.”
Say what?!
WesleyI slowly blink, but it doesn’t work. The tiny brunette is still sitting beside me in my car. I’m not hallucinating. This nightmare is real.Lily is pregnant with my child.The olive-skinned, brown-eyed pathetic rogue that was abandoned by her pack for being a lazy “herb” smoking weakling will forever be a part of my life. (Yes, I looked up the reason why she was kicked out of her pack.)I sigh.How did it come to this?I wasn’t thinking when I had sex with Lily. My head was too busy listening to my cock, and now I’m here, sitting in my limousine with a fucking rogue. My chauffeur is taking us to my mansion, and I swear it’s hell sharing a seat with this failure of a werewolf. She keeps glancing up at me, looking scared, and that’s the only positive thing about this situation, that I scare her. I hope that will keep her from talking, but I’m not that lucky...“How much further?” Lily asks, and I inwardly groan at the sparkle in her dark eyes. She is the talkative kind, isn’t she
Lily When my eyes flutter open, I’m confused. This isn’t my shitty apartment, but a nice master bedroom with furniture that looks like it cost a fortune. The walls are painted a warm creamy white, and the large open windows let in streams of sunshine, illuminating hummingbird feeders that hang outside. A plush beige rug is spread on the floor, creating an inviting space in front of the tall four-poster bed I’m currently resting on. I’m almost ashamed to be using it. Its pristine white sheets are too nice for a rogue to sleep on. “That’s right...” I groan to myself and place my hand over the little bump on my stomach, rubbing it as I whisper to myself in an irritated voice. “I told Wesley that I’m pregnant with his child, and he brought me here...shit. How could I forget?” It’s all coming back to me now. How rude Wesley was in the limousine and how he didn’t even tell me goodnight before disappearing inside his study. I slowly slip out of bed and grab my robe from the side table. I
LilyAfter finishing eating breakfast with Eva, I’m not too surprised when Wesley strides into the kitchen while looking stressed. It seems like he just jumped into his suit without ironing it first. There are folds in it, and the upper buttons are open to reveal more skin and muscles that I’m comfortable with. It really confuses me how Wesley is both attractive and intimidating all at the same time...“Wesley, darling, that suit is obviously too small for your shoulders,” Eva points out to her grandson. “You should head upstairs to get another one.”“There is no time for that. I’m meeting with my client in ten minutes,” he glares around the room and runs a hand through his dark hair. It’s messy, like he hasn’t had time to fix it, but somehow, that only makes him look sexier. “Where is my breakfast?”Eva lifts an eyebrow. “Honey, I think you’re old enough to make your own breakfast.”Wesley glares at her. “You made breakfast for the rogue but not for your own grandson?”“Her name is L
WesleyI can’t believe this. It’s only lunchtime, and I’m already close to losing my damn mind. I showed Lily to her desk after we arrived at Brooks Industries. She has a small office that you need to walk through to get to mine, and therefore, I keep all of my folders inside her office. The only problem is that my old secretary, whom I fired, didn’t sort them. Therefore, I ordered Lily to sort my folders and arrange them on their bookshelf, something I would expect of my new secretary.But what I come back to almost gives me a heart attack.Every white and professional-looking folder has been replaced with a new shiny, and pastel-colored one. There are glittering animals and stars everywhere. It honestly looks like a unicorn puked over the bookshelf, and I take a step back, placing my thumb and forefinger between my eyebrows as if that somehow will help ward off my incoming headache.I can’t believe this...How could my grandmother betray me by convincing me to hire this person? Just
LilyLess than five minutes ago, three werewolf men dressed in navy-colored suits entered Wesley’s office without so much as a greeting to me. Now I can hear one of them, probably Wesley’s Beta, shouting without any restraint.“I can’t believe you’re protecting a rogue after what happened to my sister!” he yells. “How could you do this to me? Don’t you remember what happened the last time you trusted a fucking rogue?!”I stop breathing and stare at the closed door with a heavy feeling in my heart. I know the conversation taking place is private between Wesley and his pack members, but it’s not like I can ignore their discussion.“Stop yelling at me and sit down, Freddy.” Wesley says in his Alpha voice. He is calm, but his tone demands respect, and even though Wesley isn’t my Alpha, goosebumps prickle over my skin—he is strong. Very strong.I swallow thickly and hear Freddy pull a chair from the wall and drag it closer to Wesley’s desk. He sits down on it and begins speaking again, in
Lily“Are you okay?” Wesley asks, but when I look up at him, his face isn’t gentle and not very caring either. He truly lives up to the office rumor of his heart being made out of ice.I nod, not trusting myself to speak. Wesley studies me for a long moment before walking over to his desk and taking a seat. I’m unsure whether to leave or stay, still feeling shaken from what I just witnessed. But before I can even think of leaving, Wesley speaks.“You shouldn’t be eavesdropping on conversations you’re not part of,” he says sternly, his gaze piercing into mine.“I know. I’m sorry,” I say, keeping my eyes downcast.He leans forward, his elbows on the desk. “But you don’t have to worry about Freddy. He won’t bother you again.”“I’m not worried about him,” I say, looking up at him. Not a hair is out of place, and he looks so composed and calm that it’s almost scary. It makes me whisper my following sentence. “I’m more worried about you.”This seems to surprise him because he arches a half-
LilyAs we enter the conference room, I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. It doesn’t work. My heart is racing, and I can feel sweat starting to gather in uncomfortable places. I haven’t smoked in forever, and even though I don’t consider myself an addict, it did help me calm down.But I need to learn how to function without it. I’m determined about that and take another deep breath. This is just a meeting, I remind myself. It’s not the end of the world.Wesley, oblivious to my panic attack, takes a seat at the head of the long table. I sit down next to him, feeling like a mouse in a room full of lions. The other men in the room are all tall and muscular, their suits tailored to fit their frames perfectly. They stare at me with cold eyes, and I shrink into my seat, wishing I could disappear.“This is Lily Lopez,” Wesley announces as he gestures at me, and the men nod in acknowledgment. “She is my new secretary, and I expect her to be taking notes for us during the entire
Lily“What happened to her?” I blurt out as Wesley parks the car in the courtyard. It’s dark outside, and the only reason it’s not pitch-black in the car is due to the light in the garden.“What happened to who?”My heart pounds as I see his scowl across the middle console. I have no business asking him about Mirelle, his ex-mate, but my curiosity is working against me. I want to know more about the man called Wesley Brooks. Learn what makes him smile and what makes him cry. Is that so wrong?“Mirelle,” I say. “What happened to her?”The second I say her name, I see pain flash across Wesley’s face, but there is also anger. “What makes you think that you and I are close enough for you to ask me personal questions about my ex-wife? You might live with me and carry my child, Lily, but Mirelle is a subject I won’t be discussing with you.”The words tumble out of my lips. “I already know her cause of death has something to do with rogues.”Oh my god.Did I really just admit to having eaves