LOGINRICHARD Liam had just narrated word-for-word what went down between him and Vince. He showed up and Vince cancelled the meeting, demanding that I show up instead or send a family representative. “He's sick,” I hissed, intertwining my fingers. Anger was cooking inside me. And so was indignation. That bastard!“I can't agree less,” Liam muttered. “But what are we gonna do? He gave us three days and if we don't do what he wants, he will claim the building.”“He's an arrogant bastard.” Words couldn't do justice to the extent of my frustration. They weren't enough to vent my anger. “He is, but also an unreasonable one. I gather you both share equal rights to the building, right?”I nodded. “Yeah. 55-45. That's almost equal.”“Sure is, so why is he carelessly saying he's gonna claim the building? That goes against every business ethic I know. He can't claim it without your approval.”I wish that were true. I wish Vince were ethical and followed protocols. But I know him too well to know
LEONARDO“For once, Anastasia, would you be so kind as to listen?!!!” I couldn't help but yell at the overly dolled-up Jezebel in front of me. She flinched at my outburst. “How dare you?!”“Forgive me, but I need you to listen.” I gritted out, sucking in a harsh breath. “You need to talk to Vince. Make him realize that he's slowly turning into a tyrant and that's not good for us.”“You're overreacting. This is just business.” She laughed, and my God, it was the meanest laugh I've ever had. “Business? Richard's never gonna agree to selling off his rights.”“Vince can handle Richard and whatever opposition he comes up with. I'm not bothered by this either. So what's eating you up, Leo?”“I can't believe you're saying that. You, for one, know how close Vince and Richard were when we were younger. Doesn't it break your icy heart even a little bit to see him doing this to Richard?”“And what is he doing?”“He's been coercing Richard into selling every property they have a shared ownershi
RICHARD The harmonious chatter from the crowd was like a symphony to my ears. Watching everyone with smiles warmed the deepest part of my heart. As an Alpha, I think the best moments of your lives should be when your people are happy, and it's all thanks to you. “Greetings, Alpha.” One of the soldiers guarding the gates came to me and whispered in my ear. “Greetings. Is there a problem?” I whispered back.“They're here,” he informed me. Finally!“Alright." Excitement crowded my insides as he bowed and left. I signaled to one of my right-hand men, and he skillfully silenced the crowd. I stood, ready to address my people. Their expectant, innocent gazes rested on me as I began speaking.“I'd like to thank everyone for honoring my invitation. It calms my heart to see us bonding like this again, after all the recent tragedies.”Saying that must have hurt some feelings because I could spot some of them sobbing. “I'm really sorry that all I can do is give you houses and food. I wish
LEONARDO“If someone had told me three years ago that he'd do something this reckless, I wouldn't have believed it. Hell, I'd have called the person crazy.”“It says he formed a firm camaraderie with the northern sorcerers. What the fuck is camaraderie? It sounds like a big word for ‘bullshit’,” Luke chuckled, taking his eyes briefly off the phone he was reading the article from. “Yeah, you could say that,” I replied, re-reading the article. It was the thousandth time now. I was going through a range of emotions, from shock to disbelief, while reading this. It was completely unbelievable that Richard would actually invite sorcerers into his Pack and form whatever silly friendship or bond with them.It's despicable. He knew better than that!“Do you think he's in his right mind? Maybe he has dementia or maybe his head still hurts from whatever illness he suffered from three years ago?” Luke asked, with a mock chuckle. He was being a shithead about this. And it wasn't even funny! I d
VINCE I woke up with a loud groan because of the monstrous migraine I was having. Opening my eyes was torture but I tried. The sun rays hit right on them, making me groan even louder. Who the fuck opened these blinds??I rubbed my aching eyes and dropped my hand back on the bed. The thing is, it didn't hit the bed. It hit a body. My face turned sharply in the direction, stunned at the sight of Anastasia, sleeping. What the fuck was she doing on my bed??Taking note of the fact that she was naked under the sheets, as I was, aroused a bad retching feeling in my throat. I didn't need someone to explain to me what the fuck happened. I think I already figured it out and it was disgusting the fuck out of me. Growing rigid with anger, I tapped her thighs. She didn't budge. I gave her a more vigorous shake, and she opened those eyes immediately. She had a satisfied smirk on her face that was only making me feel worse.“Morning, love.” she mused. “What the fuck are you doing on my bed?”
VINCE The lights from the mirrorball in the room were piercing, making me squint my eyes and groan at their blinding intensity. I was wasted on a couch, but my hand still reached for one of the bottles on the table. I grabbed it with a little strain and chugged the entire liquid.My eyes felt heavier and my head banged harder. I could feel the bottle slipping from my hand, but I didn't bother holding it tighter, so it smashed on the floor. Miguel sprang to the glass shards, ready to pick them all up. “Leave.” I slurred out, looking at him through mildly squinted eyes. My temples were beginning to throb. Alcohol already clogged my mind, I could feel it. I was already very drunk. I was in a risky zone. It'd be best if I stopped drinking but I can't.He stood, bowed, but didn't take a fucking step. “Miguel…” I slurred out.“Boss…”“I…wanna…be…alone…”“I should stay here with you, boss.” He said firmly. “Why? I don't need protection right now.”“I think I need to be here to stop yo
ELENA PETERSThe blaring sound infiltrating my ears made my head hurt.I opened my eyes and was greeted by the familiar structure of my childhood bedroom.I stretched, feeling the softness and warmth of the bed.My eyes went to the cause of the hurtful noise. It was my phone, ringing real loud.The
“Elena,” Aunt Vanessa’s confused gaze took me in and then she glanced at Vince and back at me again. “Elena, dear. Are you alright?” She reached for my hand and I flinched. Much because of the guilt choking me. I was pale and shaky, also speechless. Vince backed away, raking his fingers through h
ELENA PETERS I sat in the taxi, lost in my thoughts. I didn’t know how I was going to handle being with Vince in his house. Especially after what had transpired between us.I had tried everything in my power to ensure I didn’t hop on this taxi to his house. But it was fruitless. Cause my father wa
ELENA PETERSI got into my car and sped off, heading to Vince’s house.My hands gripped the steering tightly, gritting my teeth in rage and another intense, unsettling feeling.The news had left me with no appetite, and so I didn't join my parents for breakfast. I was way too jittery by how fast t







