"What are you all doing? Is this some sort of?!" I cried, using the tiny bit of energy left in me to grab the package I had come to deliver from the floor. "This is it! Queen Rosina sent me here to deliver this!" The Queen's eyes flashed with fury. "How dare you drag me into your web of lies?" she snapped. "Do you think you can blame me for your nonsense?" Piercing her nails through the package, she slowly tore it open, and a surge of anger coursed through my bones as she revealed its contents. It was a lingerie-a short red lace see-through lingerie! I staggered back, my legs trembling as the Queen's smirk deepened. "And what exactly were you planning to do with this, hmm?" "I didn't put that there!" I cried, my voice breaking. "George, I swear to you, I had no idea—" Then the stranger chuckled. "Come on, babe. The game's up. No need to pretend anymore. You picked out the exact set l asked for." "Shut up!" I yelled. ******* Betrayed and accused of cheating on her mate, the Luna of Shadow Fangs Pack, pleads with her mate, Alpha King George to believe her innocence. But the evidence was clear, everything pointed that she was indeed guilty. Wendy was brutally rejected and cast away like a worthless piece of trash to a point where she lost the little life growing inside her. Yet, her mate would not budge, he demanded divorce. Wendy has had enough, she decides to give him what he wants and sign the divorce documents, But Just when she was about to engrave her signature on the document, a sudden voice rang in her ears. “Do not sign, Wendy! This isn't the way of the Uktenas. Revenge! Revenge! Revenge!”
View MoreGeorge's POVThe rain was pouring hard as I held Wendy’s weak body. Her face was pale, nearly see-through against the dark alley, with the rain sticking her dark hair to her cheek. I pulled her in tighter.The smell of her, mixed with the sharp scent of blood, hit me hard, fueling my anger to protect her. I shouted at my driver, “Go faster!” I didn’t wait for him to reply before pulling her closer, my fingers gently touching her jaw, hoping her eyes would open.Just a moment ago, I was putting on my pajamas. It felt strange I could feel her pain, a sharp ache that rushed through me as if it were mine. I acted on instinct and somehow knew exactly where to find her. I didn’t even think about how I got here all my focus was on her.The connection between us, this shared pain, was clear. It was a bond, stronger than family, stronger than time. My wolf, usually restless, was calm, a low growl of worry under my skin. This woman was mine. Meant to be mine, forever and always.The car suddenl
Wendy's POVThe shadows moved, forming solid shapes as they came out of the darkness. I could see six of them, each one tall and strong, their faces covered by black masks. I made myself stand tall, my back stiff and straight.“Who are you?” I asked, my voice bouncing off the walls of the narrow alley. They just stood still, their masked faces creepy in the dim light. A moment felt like forever, and then I noticed it—the shine of metal. One of them picked up a baseball bat, the shiny wood reflecting the light. Another pulled out a wrench, its heavy end shining darkly.My muscles tightened, every part of me telling me to run, but I wouldn’t give in. They wanted a response, wanted to see me back down. They wouldn’t see that. My claws came out, sharper than any blade, and I balled my hands into fists, prepared. “You should have stayed hidden.” I said, my voice quiet and threatening. “I’m not as easy to beat as you think.”They didn't answer. A deep growl came from one of the men, and tha
Wendy's POVMagnus, the boy, stood there with big, hopeful eyes. “Miss Wendy, please, I really need to talk to you.” He shifted his weight from one foot to the other, nervously playing with the edge of his old shirt. I stepped back, crossing my arms, my mind spinning with many thoughts.“What’s so important that you interrupt my evening?” I asked, my voice sharper than I meant. I looked at Edward, who was standing slightly behind the boy, his face hard to read. Did he know this kid?Magnus gulped and looked straight ahead. “It’s… it’s about what you said on TV. About… about making a change. About being brave.” He breathed in deeply, his little chest rising. “I was watching, and I’ve never seen anyone so… so genuine. You weren’t acting. You were upset and… and incredible.”I frowned, my first irritation turning into confusion. “Amazing?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. This had to be a joke. I expected a wild fan, but this?“Yeah!” He moved a bit closer, his voice getting a bit louder wit
George’s P.O.VMy hands shook as I closed the laptop hard, the picture of the masked man's blurry ID still stuck in my mind. I saved the image on my computer and zoomed in as much as I could, but it was still unreadable. There were bits of clear detail in the photo that could be found if someone knew how. Someone talented.I sighed when her name popped into my head—Wendy. It had to be her. She was really smart with technology. I knew she could figure this out fast. Whatever this was.But Wendy wouldn’t even glance at me now, much less help me. Not after all that. Not after the lies, the hurt, the loss…I sighed, resting my head in my hands. Six years had gone by, yet she was still the first person I thought of when I needed someone I could rely on. Maybe it was just a feeling, or maybe a part of me had never stopped trusting her.Rubbing my face with my hand, I leaned back in my chair, feeling the burden of the past and present on my chest. This wasn’t just a random clue it was a conn
Wendy's P.O.VI held my handbag close as the reporters crowded around me, taking pictures and yelling questions I couldn’t answer all at once. The noise filled the air, making my heart race. I quickly looked at my car’s shiny roof parked a bit up the street, beyond the crowd. Almost there. Just a few more steps.“Miss Ashton, what is it like to be back after six years? Did you make Cerberus to find George? Are you trying to make amends?” yelled a reporter, shoving a microphone in my face as if it could pull out my secrets.I took a quick breath, trying to keep my face calm. I didn’t want my feelings to show. Their questions were overwhelming, but the noise in my head was even louder. Six years didn’t give me enough time to get ready for this. Not at all.I finally got away from the pushiest part of the crowd and saw my car. I let out a small sigh, but the relief didn’t last long. Leaning against my car like he was supposed to be there was Daven. He was smiling. Seeing him made me feel
Wendy's POVPeople gasped and whispers filled the air.“Wendy Ashton?” someone whispered from the rear.“Is that really her? Wolfless Wendy?” another voice whispered from my left.“I thought she was dead!” an older man said.I stood strong at the podium, straightening my shoulders as the whispers grew louder. The crowd that had come for a business talk was now fully focused on me. A reporter from an online news site jumped up from her chair.“Miss Ashton! Why show who you are now?”Another reporter rushed to get his microphone closer. “Are you trying to get back at them for what they did to you as an omega?”The questions hit me lmbut I stayed calm. I grabbed the small pile of papers I had put on the podium before the event started, collecting them as the noise around me grew louder. What was once a group of onlookers was now a wild crowd of reporters, fans, and critics, pushing toward me like an unstoppable wave.“Please, just one question at a time!” someone from my PR team yelled,
Wendy's POVDaven was lying on the ground and the groan he let out showed he was alive. I felt guilty but it wasn’t really my fault that George chose that moment to show up—again.“Daven, sit up.” I said while gently nudging his arm. When he didn’t react, I pushed him up by the shoulders. He blinked at me with his dark eyes squinting as he tried to focus.“Miss Wendy?” He seemed confused and out of it and when he tried to move, he flinched. He raised a hand to the back of his head. “What just happened?”“You got attacked.” I said shortly while helping him sit up even though he insisted he was fine.“What?” His voice got a bit higher as he frowned. “When? I was just... sorting the files. Then suddenly... boom. Just—someone hit me from behind.” He rubbed his head, wincing with each touch.I crossed my arms, frowning at the thought of George standing there like he owned the place, bold enough to enter my space. “That someone was George.”“George?” Daven said the name as if I had just sai
George's POVThe papers my servant had given me earlier felt heavy in my hands. My jaw tightened as I looked through the papers, each page bringing new feelings of doubt and disbelief.“You must be joking.” I said softly to myself.The evidence I saw, as bad as it looked, clearly pointed to Whitney Decodes—Wendy. At least, the woman I insisted was her. There were records of strange bank deals, connections with shady people, and hacking actions linked to some of the most dangerous criminals around.“This doesn’t seem correct.” I said quietly, shaking my head.The woman I remembered—the hurt and betrayed Wendy, who once loved me deeply—couldn’t have done this. Yet, in black and white, there were clear facts. Could it really all be her fault? Or was someone trying to blame her?“What if...” I gulped as a thought I didn't want came to me. “...what if she really is tricking me? All this time, acting distant, ignoring me, making me beg like some lovesick fool?”I held the edges of the file
Brittany's POVI sat in a quiet cafe by the market. My fingers tapped the side of my untouched coffee cup. Where was he? Every second made my patience wear thin. I moved around the chair sliding a little on the uneven stones beneath me. It wasn’t like Elder Lucius to be late, especially after all the money I had put into this crazy plan.A shadow passed over the table, and I looked up quickly. There he was, Elder Lucius sitting down across from me. He didn’t seem rushed, and he didn’t have the sense of urgency I really needed from him. Instead, he smiled and nodded at me like we were old friends sharing tea.“Ah, Brittany, it’s always nice to see you.” Lucius said easily. His relaxed tone sparked anger in me.“Pleasure?” I said sharply while leaning closer to him. “That's not the word I’d pick, Lucius. Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting here?”“Oh, come on.” he said while waving his hand like he was shooing away a bothersome fly. “I had other things to deal with.”“Yes, l
WENDY'S POV The hallway felt longer than usual as I made my way to the guest wing of packhouse. My mother in law, Queen Rosina has handed a package to me to deliver to someone at the guest wing. She instructed that I make sure to deliver it by myself as it is an important package. Although it feels odd that she has entrusted such an important package into my care other than Brittany, my stepsister, who is clearly her favorite, my heart leaped with joy. "Take this to one of my guests at Room 303," she had said. "This could be the beginning of her affection and recognition that I have long hoped for," I had muttered under my breath as I took the package. As I approached the guest wing, my eyes darted around for room number 303. Finding it, I hold in my breath before I raised my hand and knocked gently on the door. The sound of the knock reverberated through the hallway but there was no answer. I knocked again, this time, loud enough that it irritated my senses. "Come in," a dee...
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