ANMELDENI walked into the room slowly, fear eating me alive from my insides.
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~Evangeline~"Don't tell me you're still on that research paper since the time you left my office." Nicholas said as he returned. "I'm almost done," I told him, eyes on my screen.He leaned over my shoulder, read two lines, and took the laptop out of my hands."Nicholas, give it back."He sat down and pulled me into him in one motion. My arms went around his shoulders before my brain clocked it. "For a pregnant woman, you really shouldn’t be overworking yourself," "But if I don’t do this, who will?”"You heard me when I ordered Brandon to handle it.""I know but I still want to help.""You can help out with something else like taking a break.""I'm fine."The raised eyebrow from him clearly screamed, ‘not buying it.’“People really think I’m a con artist over a mistake I didn’t even make.” I smiled, trying not to break down. Not even one person tried to defend me on social media. “People will always think about what they want. You should care more about the people who know you.”
~Margaret~I almost hated how my hands shook.Not because I felt guilty. Please. Guilt was for people who had better options. I just didn’t like looking nervous in front of people who were already waiting for me to fail.My body still felt damaged from yesterday. I had nearly died awakening that wolf. Nobody could tell me I got this easily. I paid for it with blood and agony
~Serena~I wanted to shake every single person in that room.Years. That was how long they had cried, searched, prayed, and turned one lost child into the softest wound in the whole family. Mother always staring at old photographs like she could pull a girl out of the paper if she looked hard enough. And now the girl had been found, the DNA was on its way, the answer was practica
~Evangeline~By the time I unlocked my phone again, my name had already gotten worse online.Somebody had put my picture beside a hospital bed and written a whole paragraph about innocent patients suffering because of greedy women in lab coats. Another account was reposting old clips from interviews and slowing my voice down so I sounded cold. A different one had gone with the classic angle and called me a man-stea
~Evangeline~The second I turned the shower off, I realized I had made a mistake.My clothes were not in the bathroom.I stood there dripping, staring at the empty hook by the wall, and felt irritation crawl up my spine. Before tonight, living alone came with freedoms I never thought about. I left clothes wherever I liked. I walked from the bathroom to my room, however I liked. I
~Nicholas~By the time we reached Chief’s house, two of my men were still outside.One was by the gate with his jacket half open and his eyes on the street. The other was near the porch, speaking quietly into his earpiece while scanning the houses across from us. The patrol car I had requested earlier was gone, which meant the crowd had left, but the damage they left behind was still there. A cracked flowerpo
MARGARETPride swelled in me as I watched Evangeline drive off.Finally, Alex had chosen me.I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t worried that he’d correct the sales woman. My heart pounded in fear and worry with each second they spent arguing. They whispered the entire time they argued, so I couldn’t h
EVANGELINEShame and anger swirled in my gut like a potion. It was bad enough that he was late for the party, but to leave me here without a care?“Thank you for telling me,” I managed out. “I should head home.”“It’s late, ma’am. Why don’t you stay here and I’ll call you a cab.”“It’s okay,” I ass
EVANGELINEI was fucking furious.Every fiber of my being was screaming and thrumming with rage. How dare he kiss me? How dare he try to make a move after how terribly he treated me? He’d made it his sole mission to treat me like shit and he had the audacity to actually kiss me?What the fuck was h
EVANGELINE“I don’t know why you care so much about him,” my wolf snapped as I drove back home. “He hasn’t done anything to show that he cares about you.”“Is this about Nicholas or Alex?”“Of course it’s about Alex,” she hissed. “You didn’t have to pick him up. You didn’t have to ensure that he go







