Chapter 24Wendy's POV"I would like to clarify my position," I remarked, advancing to the center of the hall. "I am present as a collaborator—not as an object of ownership. I intend to share my skills, intellect, and resources with those who recognize that true strength lies in partnerships rather than in possession."I observed the expressions of the Alphas; some appeared unsettled by my statement, while others seemed somewhat satisfied. Out of the corner of my eye, I noted George, who continued to focus his gaze on me."That is an improvement, at least," Zane, the Alpha beside me, commented after Brittany departed in haste.Six of the Alphas agreed while the remainder appeared to struggle with accepting my decision.I reclined in my seat, maintaining my watchful gaze on them."It is either this arrangement or I will seek to apply my expertise elsewhere," I stated, prompting all the Alphas to raise their heads to regard me."I am confident that Alphas from the other city would be ea
Chapter 25 Wendy's POVAt that moment, his phone rang, interrupting my train of thought. Blake hesitated, contemplating whether to take the call. "Please feel free to answer it. The caller may have information that you find intriguing," I advised, settling back into my seat as the situation grew increasingly captivating. Jacob looked up at me, ending the call abruptly. I replied with a chuckle, "You have just missed receiving some very good news." I added, licking my lips in anticipation. "What could be more important than our current discussion?" he inquired, visibly upset. I laughed heartily, "I apologize for my thoughtlessness." I said amidst my amusement. "You will have to wait to hear the news from your Beta later," I remarked with a wink. Jacob turned to glance at his Beta, who was noticeably anxious and pacing in the background. Rosina appeared perplexed, on the verge of speaking when I interjected, "You still owe me an apology." She flinched at my words. "Y
Ch 26George's POV. The moment Wendy or Whitney stepped into this space, I felt a shift within myself. She is alive and well, which alleviates one concern: I am not losing my sanity by still sensing our connection. As she spent more time near me, our bond intensified. Initially, I found it hard to accept that she was indeed Wendy; it seemed plausible that everyone has a doppelgänger somewhere. However, her treatment of Rosina and Brittany made it clear. Although I did not recognize it at the time, I have come to understand that her previous grievances toward them indicated deep-seated resentment. She was once a powerless Omega unable to act, but now, she possesses greater strength and intellect. Given her interactions with Jacob and Rosina, I find myself reconsidering her presence in my life. I believe she harbors animosity towards me, and provoking her could be detrimental, particularly until I can rectify our relationship. My feelings for her remain as strong as they were during o
Ch 27Wendy's POVEven though I did not view myself as a proficient dancer—indeed, I would characterize my skills as deficient—once we found ourselves on the dance floor, I began to move with enthusiasm. The Alphas cheered, and I closed my eyes to fully engage with the music. I maintained a smile throughout the dance with Alpha Zane, masking my discomfort with the close physical contact; the touching was infuriating. As we danced, I sensed a penetrating emptiness within me, a clear indication of George’s jealousy. It seemed illogical that I had to endure advances from another man to provoke his feelings. I frequently wished for the music to conclude, yet whenever it appeared to be ending, it resumed. I sighed in frustration, contemplating that if I had to withstand this sensation for five more minutes, Zane might end up with a broken nose and a black eye. “Are you alright?” he inquired, leaning in close. I held my breath upon catching a whiff of his unpleasant breath. Why had I not n
28George's POV"I will see you later," Vincent mentioned as he entered his vehicle. I nodded in acknowledgment, observing him as he drove away. Once again, I found myself alone. "Hello!" I heard Edward's voice and turned to find him standing next to me. "Are you alright?" he inquired. "How should I respond to that question, Edward?" I replied, and he merely shrugged. "Honestly!" he said. "In that case, the response is both 'no' and 'yes,'" I informed him. "Let us discuss the 'yes' and 'no' in your car," he suggested, guiding me toward my vehicle. He took the driver’s seat while I settled in the front passenger seat. "Please share your thoughts," he urged as we got comfortable. "That is not an appropriate way to address your Alpha, Edward," I chided, frowning. "There is no proper way if my Alpha is sulking like a child deprived of sweets," he countered. "Ugh!" I exclaimed in frustration. "Please, tell me what is on your mind," Edward insisted. "Which aspect should I disc
29Wendy's POVI had never witnessed such enthusiasm in her expression, and I was uncertain about her exact meaning. I was preparing to respond when a sudden loud noise, followed by a fierce growl, interrupted our conversation. I turned toward the source of the growl, only to be taken aback by the sight of George marching toward us. 'You have angered the Alpha male, Wendy!' Daven exclaimed in astonishment as she stepped back. 'George? He cannot possibly—' Before Ian could finish his statement, George seized Daven by the neck and forced him to the ground. I stood frozen, too stunned to react. It happened so fast.Daven grasped my arm, urging me to move. 'You cannot simply remain there!' she whispered urgently. George continued to strike Ian's face repeatedly, all the while Ian kept smiling and chuckling during the attack. 'Is he actually smiling?' Daven inquired, clearly astonished. 'This is why I find him appealing; he is unhinged,' I murmured. 'Alpha George,' Edward called as
Ch 30George's POVWhitney's admission pushed me to my limits. She was not Wendy, but why was that the case? They resembled each other in appearance, speech, and even in their manner of walking. The primary distinction was that the woman before me was devoid of empathy and resolute, whereas Wendy had been tender-hearted and vulnerable. "This cannot be true!" I muttered for what felt like the thousandth time. Despite everything, I still sensed a connection between us at this very moment. "Remove your clothing!" I insisted, stepping closer to her. "What? Why?" she responded, a tremor evident in her voice. I was aware that she was being dishonest; she recognized it as well. But what was the reason behind it? "If you are not Wendy, I wish to verify that myself!" I declared, reaching for her. I recognized that my actions were foolish and irrational, yet desperation drove me. I had ceased to believe that Wendy had died three years prior; my conviction remained unshaken. "No!" she reto
31George's POV"She cheated, we all saw it!"Edward scoffed "it's been what? 6 years? And you still believe that.""If you know something say it, dammmit, and stop speaking in parables!" I snapped. It's clear he knows something, isn't it time he fessed up?"I don't know anything more than you do." He replies instead, getting me more furious. What's his deal? Why am I the only person left in the dark? First, it was Vincent, Now it's my Beta. Why do they know more about my relationship than I do?"Stop the car," I ordered. "What why?" He asked, staring at me. "Stop the car, Edward. Don't make me repeat myself." I said. "Fine!" He groaned, parking the car at the roadside and I got off. "Where are you going?" He asked. "None of your business, Edward. Go home." I said walking down the road. I had no idea where I was going, but I needed time alone. "Alpha king, it's getting late. Get in the car let me drive you home." Edward said. I looked over my shoulder and I could see him follo
Chapter 164George's POV The hall was bright and all. I saw familiar faces, they were l smiling at me but all that really mattered at the moment was Wendy.Wendy. My Luna. My wife.The elders stood in front of her, their expressions a mixture of both respect and reverence. One of the elders Elder Marcus, cleared his throat. "Wendy Ashton, do you accept this position as Luna, to stand by Alpha George and lead the pack with wisdom and strength?"Her gaze shifted toward me for a brief second. That smile — soft, knowing — calmed something deep inside me."I accept," she said, her voice breaking but it remained a bit steady.A low ritualistic howl sounded across the pack as they welcomed their Luna, I walked closer to her, taking her hands in mine, they were so soft."You’re finally mine," I whispered to her.She smiled. "And you’re finally mine."I leaned down, brushing my lips slightly against hers. The hall erupted in cheers. But the celebration wasn’t just for Wendy’s coronation. The
Chapter 163The courtyard was dangerously silent. It was the day the evil shall be rewarded. Gerald, Brittany, Rosina and Edward. They knelt side by side, their hands tied to their backs as they looked like criminals. They all had spiteful looks, befitting each other. Criminals, aren't they? That's what they were and they're taking their punishment.George wasn’t there. He didn’t need to be. Neither did Wendy. They had already won. What will they gain in watching the disgraceful sight?.Elder Mikhail stood there in front of them. His white hair cascading gorgeously on his shoulders. His robe's rope dangled just above the floor. He looked at them with disgust, before he started his judgement.“Gerald. Edward.” His voice was sharp, cutting through the silence like a knife cut through bread. “You have been found guilty of conspiracy against the… Alpha and the pack. You plotted to destabilize our leadership, and in doing so, you endangered not only the pack’s unity but its very survival.
George's POV.After she had pecked me goodbye, I stood outside watching her sit back down on the couch, pulling the curtains as I told her to.I wanted to go, but my legs seemed to be stuck on the floor.I should leave.I hopped in my car, looking at the distant house in my front before I turned the car on.I already bid her goodnight, made sure she was safe.But why did I feel this tightness in my chest?I ran a hand through my hair, exhaling, shakily and…sharply. I could go back in. Stay the night. Make sure she’s safe. But I knew Wendy would call me paranoid. She’d tell me that it was over, that we could move on.Still, something not so comforting gnawed at me.Maybe I was imagining it — the feeling that someone was watching us, the unease burning in my gut. But the thought of leaving her alone tonight made my wolf shout inside uneasily.My phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out, seeing a message from Liam.“Everything’s secured. Gerald’s not getting out of this one.”I sighed.
Chapter 161Wendy’s POVThe room felt colder after Ryan left the room. His words echoed in my head, tightening my chest until it hurt badly."Because Edward always wins."George stood still, his fists clenched beside him, his face was pale, tight with a quiet, almost dangerous rage.My hand touched his arm. “George?”His jaw is tight. “I should’ve known.”“You couldn’t have.”He shook his head. “Ryan’s been in this from the start. He’s been feeding Edward information this whole time.” His lips curled darkly. “And we trusted him.”I swallowed hard. “What do you think is going to happen?”George’s gaze was immediately darkened. “I will find Gerald before he makes his next move.”The door swung open. A guard stood at attention, breathless. “Sir—”“What?” George’s voice was sharp.“They got him.”My breath caught. “Gerald?”The guard nodded. “We just received word. He was tracked to a private airstrip. Our team tracked him before he could leave the country. He’s back in custody.”Relief
Chapter 160George’s POVThe day started too perfect. It left a weird kind of feeling in the deep part of my stomach.Wendy was in the kitchen, checking the fridge for what she could make. “Do you want eggs or pancakes?” she called.“Both.”She rolled her eyes, smiling. “Greedy.”I stretched out on the soft couch, my arms behind my head. “You love it.”Her lips curved. “Yeah. I guess I do.”My phone buzzed on the table. I ignored it. But it buzzed again. And again.Wendy shot me a look. “You gonna get that?”“Nope.”But it wouldn’t stop. Sighing, I grabbed it. Unknown number. Weird. I almost let it go to voicemail, but something made me answer.“Yeah?”“George.” A voice I hadn’t heard in years. Cold. Amused. Twisted.Edward.My whole body tensed. “What do you want?”“Just checking in,” he said lightly. “It’s been too quiet, don’t you think?”My jaw clenched. “Stay the hell away from us.”He laughed. “Oh, George. You know that’s not how this works.”Click.The line went dead.My ha
George's POVI woke up to sunlight stabbing me right in the eyes. Annoying as hell. I groaned then turned my head, but I immediately felt it , her soft skin under my arm, warm breath on my chest.Wendy.She curled into me, her face was pressed against my chest. Her hair was a mess, it was all over the pillow and my shoulder. I could feel her breath, it was soft and even, against my skin. My arm tightened around her waist.I wasn’t dreaming, right?My eyes opened the more, adjusting to the light. No, I'm not dreaming. She was real. And she's here.Her lashes fluttered, then her eyes opened — those brown eyes that always made my chest feel tight. She blinked but sleepily.“Mornin’,” I said, my voice was rough.She made a small noise, her face scrunching up like she was annoyed I even spoke.“Too early,” she mumbled. “It's…too…early.”I grinned. “It’s almost noon, ma'am,” “When do you plan to wake?”“Too early,” she repeated again, her hand slid up my chest and it rested there, her
George's POVI walked out of Wendy’s apartment, my heart beating hard. Too hard. I could even hear the sound in my ears. For the first time since everything happened, I felt hope. Real hope.She didn’t say yes completely. But she didn’t say no too. That was enough for me.Her words kept coming back to me as I stepped into the night air. What if I really leave everything behind?I grinned, from ear to ear, shaking my head. I will wait. As long as there’s one small chance, I will wait.I entered my car and started driving. The road was quiet. Only the streetlights and the sound of the engine. My phone buzzed on the seat beside me. I reached for it, my eyes looking at the screen.It was my spy.I sighed and picked it up. "What?""There’s movement," the voice said. "Edward is restless. Something big is happening tonight."My jaw tightened. "Watch him. Let me know if anything changes."I ended the call and threw the phone down. Edward again. That bastard. He wasn’t going to ruin this. Not
Wendy's POV"I’ll be there."he had said.I wasn’t so sure. I wasn't sure of everything, yet all I want is stability, and I have only two options. I go on that trip that leads me to avoid George or I get back with him. But the hard part is, either of the options work well with me.But the second seems more bothering, now that I have his possession with me.I pressed a hand to my stomach. A life growing inside me. His life.My ringtone completely pulled me out of all my thoughts.I thought it was a call from George, but …It wasn’t.It was a call from an unknown number.I hesitated, then answered. "Hello?"Silence.A knock sounded at the door. It must be George, but can I take risks?.I stiffened. "Who is it?""It’s me," George’s voice came through.I hesitated, then stood and opened the door.I inhaled a soft breath, it was George."Can I come in?" he asked.I stepped aside, letting him pass. He walked inside the room, but his eyes were on me the whole time."You didn’t have to come ba
Wendy's POVI sat on the edge of my bed, the pregnancy test still sitting on the bathroom counter. Two pink lines. Positive. The result kept flashing in my mind, over and over again, until it felt like it was carved into my skull.Pregnant.My hand drifted toward my stomach. A life—George’s child—growing inside me. I should have been freaking out more, panicking, but instead, I felt… numb.No part of me regretted it. Not really. But the weight of what this meant… that was the part I wasn’t ready to face yet.How was I supposed to tell George? Or was I even going to tell him at all?My phone buzzed beside me. I glanced at the screen. A message from George.George: Are you okay? Wendy, answer me.I sighed and tossed the phone aside. He wasn’t going to let this go. I know how relentless George can be especially when he suspects that something might be happening.I rested my head back on the bed, nothing was running through my mind. I stared at the ceiling, trying to know what to think f