Derek met Giselle again a week later.The girl was queuing at the coffee shop that Derek was frequent. The two were pretty surprised to see each other there.“You were Derek, from a week ago on the street, right?” Giselle asked him first, with a hint of unsure.Derek beamed at her. He nodded, “Glad you remember me.”“Oh, no. Not that kind of remember,” Giselle shook her head.The manager chuckled, “I know. So, erm- would you mind having a cup of coffee with me?” Derek asked.And surprisingly, after a bit of consideration, Giselle said yes. But it was not rocket science. The girl was curious about Derek and that was all.From what had happened three days earlier, this man seemed to know her and that bothered Giselle. How could she forget if she ever met the guy? He seemed to be a nice guy, Giselle would remember if she had met him before.But then, again, everything about her past was nothing but a blurry mess to her. He might be someone she knew back then. Moving here was such a great
Hi, With 208 chapters posted, a few months of updating, and dealing with my health issues, the book has finally come to an end. Such a journey! And I'm so glad that I could get to finish this journey with you all :x I know my book was not the best out there, and amongst other great books (I mean there are a lot of great books here) you still choose me, I'm very thankful :x I'll publish a new book soon, hopefully. Until then, I love you :x Thanks for reading this book :x Have a great day :x Hannah
"It was the last order of the day. We can clean up now!"Giselle said as she paddled through the crowded kitchen to the staff locker room. Giselle untied her white apron hurridly. At that time, she just wanted to get home. Her back was hurt. Her feet were swollen. And to top it off, she also had a terrible headache. It was pretty uncommon since her heat had just ended. Giselle did not know what had caused her to be in this stage. In all honesty, she did not want to know either. It never came with good luck.She opened her locker. Suddenly, she noticed that her phone was drowning with calls from her father. By the look of that, it seemed like her father was a little bit rushing.Giselle let out a sigh. She blandly looked at her phone. She did not want to call back or even send him a text. To her, her father was merely a stranger. A stranger who happened to be the Alpha of her pack. Nothing more, nothing less.She took a pill, hoping for her headache to die
"What an ungrateful Omega! Do you know what did you have just said? If it wasn't for this pack that gave you and your mother a place to live, your mother and you would have been torn apart by wild wolves! What do you think two weak Omegas like you two could do on the outside?"Brenna Brown fired back. Her voice sounded irritated.She had never liked Giselles. Twenty years ago, when Brenna had seen Giselle's mother for the first time, she hated herself for not being able to tear Giselle’s mother apart or remove her from the pack.Giselle’s mom even dared to seduce her husband! And that filthy woman even gave birth to Giselle! If it wasn't for that Giselle girl, Brenna would have had two children then, not just one!Giselle, of course, clearly felt Brenna’s malice towards her. Yet, she did not pay any attention to Brenna. Giselle did not think it was worth it. She looked directly at Edsel, the old bastard sitting in the back of his desk. H
Giselle hurried home only to find her apartment was empty.The apartment door did not seem broken. No one was around. Yet, there were lots of other wolves' scents. And the smell was horrible.Giselle shakingly opened the door to find her small flat in pitch black. The inside was strangely quiet. However, she could sense a creeping feeling run along her spine, causing her to have goosebumps. As soon as she swung the door open, the scents of Edsel’s men flooded her nostrils. Those unfamiliar scents made her stomach churn. She felt nauseous, and her head was dizzy as well.What an unpleasant stinky smell!Yet, this wasn’t the time for complaining about those horrible scents.Giselle mumbled: “Mom?”She was quick to realize her voice was a little bit small. Giselle cleared her throat, calling out a bit louder: “Mom?”No one answered.Giselle’s inner wolf was raging. She couldn’t help
Just when her car drove off, the friendly smile painted on that strange man’s face quickly disappeared. In front of him, there stood four other men. The look on their face seemedmerciless.The strange man said to them: “They are at the back.”With that said, the strange man stepped aside while those four walked their way into the bar.No intruder could do any harm in Bailey's area. He would make sure those lone wolves imprinted that to their brain.Talking about imprinting, the strange man eyed Giselle's direction until her car was just a tiny black dot and merged into the darkness of the night. He refigured about that woman and couldn’t help but let out a laugh.She was definitely something else. She was not a fighter, but her attitude was somewhat stubborn and reckless.In the strange man's pack, any wolves who were not a fighter usually had that solf look and were submissive to other fighters.That w
In the air, the stench of other wolves kept Marcus’s inner wolf unresting. It kept crawling back and forth, growling. Marcus was a fighter, so when he had to smell wolves who didn’t belong to his pack loitering in his area made him feel frustrated.Recently, these wild wolves had appeared and wandered around his pack’s territory more and more. Did they not know this was his area? Or, did they know but did not seem to care at all? Had someone ordered them to do this?Marcus hissed. If it was either the second or the third reason, Marcus could have had understood. Marcus's pack did not have an Alpha.Although Marcus was Alpha's son, and in the upcoming full moon, he would take after his father to be the Alpha of the Bailey's, that was not enough for other wolves not to stalk. After all, soon-to-be-Alpha did not mean he would be one hundred percent sure to become one. And even if there was still a Luna in his pack, then what?But soon, Marc
Giselle looked up at Dorris with startles.Her heart was pounding. In Giselle's mind, her inner wolf's voice was urging her: "Say it! Say you were forced to do it! Edsel isn't here! Tell her!"Giselle bit her lip, choosing not to say anything. Her finger under the table fidgeting: "No. I want to do this myself."Dorris blinked, not knowing what to think anymore. The Luna's eyes flared golden for a second then disappeared."You've seen Marcus's picture, right? How do you see Marcus?"Giselle blinked and tried to skim through her memory for the image of a man whose name was Marcus.It was true that Edsel had shown her his picture, but Giselle was not very attentive at the time, and in her head, she was only worried about her mom. So, she obviously could not remember what Marcus's face looked like.Right there and then, Lady Bailey's question seemed a little bit all of a sudden. Giselle did not think Lady Bailey would ask that question.