LOGINI fall in love with my father's friend, an Alpha 20 years my senior. I'm only eight when I first meet him. It happens at a banquet for the upper echelons of the werewolf pack. My father brings me with him. Layson Romanov instantly catches my eye. He stands tall at six feet and two inches, and his toned figure shows through his black suit. He exudes a natural dominance. My father introduces me to him, and he caresses my hair with a smile. Then, he gives me a pink dress adorned with pearls and pink diamonds. "You'll look beautiful when you're old enough to wear this." Back then, I didn't understand what he meant. … Ten years later, I put on that dress and enter his room. He's drugged after falling into someone's trap, and his wolf is out of control. His usually calm eyes are filled with mania. I know that he'll go insane—even lose his life—if he doesn't have an antidote. So, I give him my pure, untainted body. I become his antidote. We later marry, and he loves me as my father would've done. However, when I'm four months pregnant, I discover that his personal secretary, Grace Parker, is also pregnant. "I'm sorry to have put you through this, Grace. Everyone knows I only married Charlotte out of duty. I'll make sure our child is my only heir," he says. It all makes sense now—no wonder Layson refused to mark me despite us being married. Grace is the one he loves. I'm heartbroken. I ingest a large amount of wolfsbane, leading to a miscarriage. I ultimately die of blood loss. Intense regret washes over me as I breathe my last breath. When I open my eyes again, I find that I've been reborn. I'm taken back to the day Layson is drugged…
View More"Are you serious?" I could hear the loud screaming of my best friend through the phone. It was so loud that I had to pull my phone away from my ears.
"Yes, Nate," I laughed at his excitement. I was thrilled too. I mean who would have thought that I would get the job as a kindergarten teacher, in Seattle, of all places I applied. I always loved teaching and this was my first job offer. I couldn't turn it down just because my best friend was living there for obvious reasons.
"This is going to be so fucking cool, dude. We are going to be roommates," he rushed and my eyes went wide at his statement.
What. The. Hell.
"Woah! Hold on, roommates? What happened to your previous roommate?" I asked, letting out a nervous chuckle. I was already skeptical about moving to Seattle because I had to face him and now he was going on about us being roommates.
I wasn't ready for it.
"He move out like a month ago and I'm living all alone now. It would be perfect, Becca," he spoke in a convincing tone which he probably didn't have to use because I was already swooning over the way my name rolled off his tongue.
Damn!
"Ummm...I don't think so," I breathed out, biting my lip and praying to God he would let it go. It was hard enough during high school and college. I don't think I can go through it again.
The problem was, I was always the best friend and never the girlfriend. At one point, I came to the conclusion that he didn't see me as a girl at all. I was more like his guy friends but I didn't want him to see me that way.
"No more questions. You are staying with me and that's final, I missed you so much, Becca. It has been almost a year since college," he stated, breaking my chain of thoughts.
"Alright, we will talk about it later. I'll be flying in this weekend."
"Good, that gives me a lot of time to convince you." I rolled my eyes with a small smile on my face.
"Alright, I'll talk to later."
"Bye, love you Becs," he said as usual and cut the call.
"I love you too," I whispered to the blank screen of my phone and groaned in frustration.
That's me, Rebecca Thompson, hopeless in love with my best friend, Nate since high school. I thought I was over him by now but I was so fucking wrong. Just the sound of his deep sexy voice, made me go nuts, bringing back unwanted memories. Pushing away my thoughts, I pulled my long chestnut brown hair in a ponytail and made my way downstairs to eat.
"Did you inform Nate?" My mom started as soon as I sat down to eat. Yup, I was still living with my mom. It was just me and her. My dad passed away when I was two years old due to cancer. I hardly remembered him.
"Yes mom," I mumbled as I filled my plate with some eggs and bacon.
"Well, I'm glad you have someone to help you out and settle in. Moving to a new city can be pretty scary, baby." She spoke, adorning a concerned look on her face. She was almost my height with the same chestnut brown hair and brown eyes while I had blue eyes, the one thing I physically inherited from my dad. She was working as a senior consultant in an MNC company and only I know how much she struggled to get to that position.
"I know mom but I'm not a kid anymore, Nate will help me and in fact he suggested that I stay with him," I blurted out, making her raise her eyebrows.
"Someone is finally noticing my baby girl," she said in a sly tone, making me roll my eyes. She knew all about my silly crush on him since high school.
"He never sees me in that way mom and I don't think it's going to be any different now," I muttered in annoyance, poking my eggs with the fork.
"I honestly don't know what you see in him. He is good looking though, I'll give you that." She winked at me, taking her plates to the sink.
"MOM!" I exclaimed as my cheeks burned. Sometimes I forget that she is my mom. She was more like the girl best friend I never had.
"What? It's true. I would have already tapped that ass if I were you," she joked, making me laugh at her response, "Trust me, he is a fool to not notice a girl like you. I hope something interesting happens in Seattle,"
"He could already have a girlfriend for all I know," I spoke with my mouth full of food.
"Let's hope he doesn't have one and if he does, you better show him what he is missing out," she shouted from the kitchen and I stood up, taking my plate to the sink.
"Yeah whatever, you should find someone soon instead of advising me,"
"Not this again," she groaned, throwing back her head.
"Yes again, you need someone to take care of you when I'm not here mom and I know you aren't dating because of me. I'm telling you for the millionth time, I'm fine with it," I hugged her from behind and felt her shoulders relax.
"Alright, I'll think about it," she said softly, making me smile. She always worked so damn hard for us and it was about time she took a break.
"That's much better, I'm gonna go pack now." I kissed her cheeks and ran upstairs to my room.
I started packing all my things and made sure I wasn't missing anything. I didn't have many people to say goodbye to as Nate was my only friend. After graduation, he moved to Seattle since he got a job offer as a game designer. He was into gaming and stuff. I thought it was for the best when he moved far away from me.
Funny, how life threw me in his direction again!
All these years, he always had a girlfriend or a fling. I never got a chance to tell him how I felt. Maybe this job was a sign after all, maybe we were meant to be and this was our perfect timing. My mind started to do its own thing, imagining crazy scenarios. I couldn't help but smile at the thought of seeing those smoldering sexy eyes again and possibly living with him.
Man, how much I wanted things to be different this time!
"Finally done!" I sighed with satisfaction, zipping my luggage, and fell on the bed.
Seattle, here I come!
Charlotte's POVDue to prolonged suffering and malnutrition, the once glamorous Grace was now thin and frail.At the sight of her, Margaret slapped her hard.Grace stumbled to the ground, letting out a cold laugh.Margaret still felt it wasn't enough. Furious that her son might never wake, she lunged forward and grabbed Grace by the collar, delivering more blows. If the guards hadn't intervened, Grace might not have survived."You wicked creature!" Margaret roared in anger. "Why isn't it you lying there unconscious?"Grace let out a sinister laugh."Me? Wicked?" She lifted her head. Hatred shone in her eyes."And your son isn't wicked? He said again and again that he loved me, but every time Charlotte called, he'd drop everything and run to her! He kept me by his side while refusing to let her go! A man like that deserves to die!"She laughed wildly. "He deserves it! He seduced a teenage girl! Now, he'll never wake up!"A guard pinned Grace to the ground, but her laughter wou
Charlotte's POVThere was a time when I used to dream about the future with Layson.I would imagine if we had a daughter, I'd spoil her into the happiest little princess alive, and she'd be forever safe from harm. If we had a son, I wanted him to be as strong as Layson, inheriting his father's glory.I drew countless portraits of those children and imagined how they would look one day.But when I timidly offered those drawings to Layson, he never looked at them. He tore them up and threw them into the fireplace. He told me in the coldest tone that he could have children with anyone but never with me. He told me to stop daydreaming.Thinking of that, I closed my eyes for a second. I felt no emotion anymore.Once, I had clung to Layson's arm, happily talking about the future, but now, the man I wanted to have children with was someone else. I figured Layson, after all that happened, had no more interest in me. He must have learned I was expecting a daughter.Yet no one could have
Charlotte's POVI didn't hesitate at all. I flatly refused Layson's proposal.Still, Layson wouldn't give up. He grabbed my hand and tried to force the ring onto my finger."Charlotte, be good. Come home with me. Grace has already been punished, so nothing will get in the way of our relationship anymore."I let out a cold laugh. Our problem was never just Grace's fault alone."I love Carlson. I'm his wife."When Layson kept pestering me, Carlson threw a punch at him. They began to fight.Elder members of both packs quickly pulled them apart.Carlson shouted at Layson in anger, "How much do you hate Charlotte that you keep trying to ruin her over and over? Do you even realize how many people are watching our wedding today? What do you expect them to think of her?"You barging in made the whole world see her past. Do you want her to become the werewolf pack's laughingstock?"Blood stained the corner of Layson's mouth. He protested loudly. "No! I love her!"Seeing their alpha i
Charlotte's POVTo avoid more trouble from Layson, Carlson moved up our wedding date. He wanted every noble from each pack to witness our grand ceremony. The event would still be held in Silvermoon City.Today was my wedding day.Carlson spared no expense, making it a grand event.Every big screen in Silvermoon City was broadcasting the ceremony, and countless rose petals rained down from above. Fireworks blazed for ten full minutes outside the castle.Alphas from every werewolf pack were in attendance. An elegant orchestra played gentle melodies. Flowers filled the thousand-year-old castle, and silver candelabras glowed with sacred flames.I wore a pristine white wedding gown and walked down a runner embroidered with golden threads.Carlson waited at the end of the aisle in a black and gold suit. He looked at me quietly.The tribal elder stood at the altar under the moonlight with his hands gently open. His voice was old but commanding as it echoed through the hall."Great Mo
Charlotte's POVThree months had passed since I arrived in Silvermoon City.I didn't know if Layson had tried to find me, but at least in those three months, I had never seen him.Today was my first formal meeting with my fiancé. I stood in front of row after row of dresses, unable to decide.My
Charlotte's POVThat voice and that presence were too familiar.Layson was clearly enraged. Whenever he was furious with me in the past, he would shout my name that way.In these few months, I liked to think I had become stronger, but as soon as I heard his voice, I still felt a stab of fear.Ma
Layson's POVFrom the moment I learned the truth, it took a full week to accept it.Charlotte, whom I despised, had actually been framed. Grace, whom I loved deeply, was a murderer.I tried not to believe it, but the facts were right there.Grace kneeled in front of me, crying as she confessed e
Charlotte's POVThe moment my fingers touched my cheek, tears started rolling down.In my last life, even if I caused big trouble, Layson would just pat my head and pretend to scold me. But now, he had actually slapped me.My werewolf blood gave me faster regenerative powers than most humans, but












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