I looked out the window and saw a sign that was all too familiar to me, ‘Madam Maggie’s Closet’.“Why am I here?” I quizzed, still dazed.She raised her eyebrow questioningly, “who do you think I am? Your personal chauffeur?” Here I was, thinking that we were bonding. Never trust a werewolf, I said to myself mentally. “But why here though? Matt would certainly come looking for me here and he would drag me back to his house.”Cecil was quiet for a while, like she was considering what I said. “How did you meet Matt?” she asked. “I was just going about my normal day at the brothel, and then he saw me, asked to spend the night with me and before I know it, he bought me like a common commodity and dragged me to his home.” I can still remember it like it was yesterday. She nodded, “well I don’t care where it is you want to go to. I said I would get you out of the house and I did. So you are on your own from here.”I sighed, she clearly had her mind made up on dropping me here. “And the
Why is it always a werewolf?I clenched my fist in anger. First my parents and now my friend. How many more people are going to lose their live because of these goddamn werewolves? “Where is she?” My vision blurred as tears well up in my eyes. “She’s alright don’t worry but she is resting at the infirmary,” he said in a low voice.I immediately pulled the door open, but just as I was to leave, he grabbed my hand firmly. “Don’t forget what I said. Go far awayfrom here as possible and do not believe whatever he might have told you.”I nodded and snatched my hand away. I really wanted to ask more questions and find out why he was so scared of Matt and what he meant by, ‘don’t allow him to hurt you again’. But Eva was more important, I needed to see her and make sure she was feeling okay. I ran out of the church and made my way into the orphanage building. The orphanage was old, with squeaky wooden floors and always smelt of antiseptic and moss.I haven’t being in here since I got adop
My mind raced with questions, but before I could even process anything, Matt spoke up. "Come with me," he said, his voice low and commanding. I shook my head and tried to step back, but he grabbed my arm firmly, his grip like a vice. Ashley, after everything I have done for you, this is how you pay me back? Trying to run away? I cared for you, and I did everything possible to satisfy you but you chose to betray me. His eyes were glowing as he speaks. It’s fine, let’s go home.My heart sank at his words, and I felt a deep sense of hopelessness wash over me. I didn't know what to say to Matt. I had never wanted to betray him, but I couldn't stand the thought of being trapped with dangerous werewolves forever. I knew that I had to get away, no matter what the cost. I had thought I could escape the life of a slave but it seemed that fate had other plans for me. I glanced back at Eva, who looked just as terrified as I felt. Matt's men surrounded us, and I knew that resistance was futil
*Aunty Maggie’s POV*As I sat in my car outside the gates of the orphanage home, my heart was pounding so loudly in my chest that I could barely hear the sound of my own thoughts. It had been so many years since I had last been here, but the memories flooded back to me as if they had only happened yesterday.I had been so young, just a girl really, when I had come to this very same place with a baby in my arms. That baby had been my daughter, the result of a one-night stand with a stranger at a party. I had been so foolish, so naive to think that I could just walk away from that night without any consequences.But the consequences had come, and they had been harsh. When I realized that I was pregnant, I had gone back to search for the guy who had fathered my child. But he was nowhere to be found, and I was left with a growing belly and a heart full of shame.When my daughter was born, I knew that I couldn't keep her. I couldn't give her the life she deserved, not on my own. So I had b
As I stumbled out of the orphanage, tears streaming down my face, I couldn't help but think of all the terrible things I had done in my life to end up in this situation. How could I have sold my own flesh and blood for a few measly dollars?The guilt and shame weighed heavily on my shoulders as I tried to think of a way out of this mess. Maybe I could talk to Matt Damon, explain the situation and ask for forgiveness. But would he even listen to me?I knew I had to try, for Ashley's sake. I wiped away my tears and headed back to my car, determined to make things right. As I drove towards Matt's mansion, I couldn't help but feel a sense of dread wash over me. What if he refused to listen? What if he had already done something terrible to Ashley?But I pushed those thoughts aside and focused on the task at hand. I had to face the consequences of my actions and do everything in my power to make it right. Even if it meant facing the wrath of an alpha billionaire werewolf.As I pulled up to
I take a deep breath as I sink into my comfortable office chair, feeling the weight of the world on my shoulders. The dim lighting of the room seems to match my melancholic mood, as I sit there alone with my thoughts."Ashley," I whispered to myself. She had been so sweet and innocent, just like all the other girls who ended up at my brothel. But there was something different about Ashley, something that had caught my eye from the moment I saw her, not knowing she was my daughter. Hmmm, what a life. "Aunty Maggie?" I hear a knock on my door and quickly wipe the tears from my eyes before calling out, "Come in."In walks one of my girls, a stunning redhead named Ruby, wearing nothing but a lacy black negligee that leaves little to the imagination."Hey, Ruby," I greet her with a smile, trying to shake off my gloomy mood. "What brings you here?""I just wanted to check in with you," she says, perching herself on the edge of my desk. "You seemed kinda down earlier, is everything okay?"I
It was an emotional rollercoaster discovering that Ashley wasn't my biological daughter after all. The news left me feeling both relieved and devastated. Relieved because I no longer had to think of fighting Matt, the alpha billionaire werewolf, and devastated because I had spent some months believing she was my flesh and blood.Armed with the new information, I embarked on a journey to find my true biological daughter. It was a challenging and painstaking process, but my determination never wavered. I hired private investigators, delved into countless records, and reached out to various organizations and individuals who could potentially help me uncover the truth.Months went by, filled with dead ends and false leads. It seemed like finding my real daughter was an impossible task. Doubt started to creep into my mind, and I questioned whether I would ever have closure on this deeply personal matter. But then, a breakthrough occurred.Through a chance encounter with an old friend wh
“Ashley’s POV”The sun had just set, and Matt had gone out for his usual rounds. I was sitting on the couch in the living room, flipping through a magazine when I felt a strange sensation. It was as if something was trying to break out of my skin. I rubbed my arms, trying to soothe the sudden itch when I heard a soft growl escape my throat.I froze in terror, not understanding what was happening to me. Was I going crazy? Had I finally lost my mind?I tried to calm myself down, taking deep breaths, but it only seemed to make things worse. My skin started to tingle, and I felt an energy rising within me, something powerful and primal. I clenched my fists, trying to fight it, but it was no use. The energy within me was too strong.I stood up, my heart racing with fear and anticipation. Suddenly, I felt an overwhelming urge to run, to let go of all my inhibitions and just run free.I knew I had to get out of the house, and I ran outside into the garden. I could hear the sounds of the fore