LOGIN~Celina ~I stared at the sleek device in my hand with fascination. Holding it tightly, I looked up at Derek.“Is this really for me?” I asked with awe, and Derek stared at me with a frown.“What? Is a mobile phone such a big deal?” He asked offhandedly, but I nodded in response.“Of course it is! I have never owned one until now!” I said excitedly, turning over the phone in my hand. Then I paused, feeling something off. Slowly, I looked up to see the Alpha King’s gaze on me.“Why haven’t you used a mobile phone yet when even toddlers use one in these times?”I flushed, averting my gaze from him.“Logan said I didn’t need one. After all, I was either dealing with the pack affairs or cooped up in my room. I didn’t even have any real friends. So what use was it to have a phone when I didn’t even have anyone I could call?” I mumbled, the excuse sounding flimsy even to me. Logan simply didn’t want to spend a dime on me when it didn’t profit him, and I was too stupid to trust anything he s
~Celina~I sat stiffly, my mouth dry as I risked yet another glance at the Alpha King. It had been a while since we left the club, and neither of us had spoken a word ever since. The silence was driving me crazy, and I had the sudden urge to scream just to break it. Was he planning on punishing me for being rude to him? Even if he scolded me now, I would prefer it over this suffocating silence. It would be better to know what he was going to do than to let my imagination go wild. By the time we reach home, I would have cooked up a thousand different punishments he could give me. I stared at Derek nervously, my heart beating furiously. I had been out of line when I snapped at the Alpha King. Maybe if I apologise sincerely, he would reduce my punishment?Just as I was preparing to apologise, Derek turned to me, and I froze. I stared at him with wide eyes, waiting for him to declare my punishment. “Did you have any alcohol?” He asked suddenly, and I stared at him blankly.“No?” I answe
~Derek~I slammed the papers down on my desk, my mind too restless to focus on work. I had taken a cold shower just a while ago only to become hard again the moment her sultry look flashed in my mind again. Damn. I couldn’t get that woman out of my head no matter what I did. I took my mobile out, opening my social media account, which I rarely check. I scrolled through the posts uninterestedly. Just as I was about to close the app, my gaze fell on a photo and I froze. I sat up straight, double checking and let out a curse the moment I realised that it was not my mind playing tricks on me. It was really her. I narrowed my eyes as I checked who had made the post. Fiona Harris. Of course. I scanned the selfies that Fiona had posted, flashing lights and the dancing crowd around them made it obvious they were in a nightclub. Fiona was making faces in each photo while Celina was laughing, a sight that I had never had the chance to see until now. The thought sparked an ugly feeling that I
~Celina~The air felt like it froze for a few seconds as I stared at Fiona, expecting her to make the realisation at any moment. As I stood there with my nerves coiled like a spring, Fiona raised her brows at me.“N-no! There is nothing like that!” I yelled out, flustered, and seeing Fiona blink at me in confusion, I realised my reaction was a little overboard.“I mean… I don’t want to experiment and cause trouble when I am new here. Don’t want to spoil my image before I even get to know anyone, you know?” I blabbered, and Fiona giggled.“Relax, woman. It is not as if I am holding you at gunpoint, demanding you to drink. Just take a good look around you before going off about image and all,” she said, pointing at the surrounding crowd of people who were drinking and dancing as if they had no care in the world. “Do they look like they are in any state to judge you for anything?” I bit my lips, and she shrugged.“Alright. You don’t want to drink today. I got the memo. But next time we
~Celina~I snapped my head up hearing someone clear their throat and saw Fiona standing there with an awkward grin on her face. I flushed, turning my face and wiping the tears away. Damn traitor hormones. “It’s okay, babe. I wouldn’t ever judge you. You can cry all you want if that makes you feel better,” Fiona said gently, patting my back, and my tears fell harder, my lips wobbling as I tried to speak.“I swear I am not a crybaby. I am just… I don’t even know why these stupid tears aren’t stopping!”“I know. And the strongest of us also needs to cry sometimes. It’s better than bottling up your emotions if you ask me.”I looked at her, indeed feeling a little better.“You know you weren’t that bad out in the arena, right? I am not one to sugarcoat things. If I said I was impressed, I meant it.”I frowned, my mind flashing back to Derek’s words.“Celina, please don’t worry about that idiot’s rambling. He is always like that. He has a sharp tongue but means no harm. I promise you, he j
~Derek~Watching Celina storm off in a huff, I stood there dumbfounded. Why was she angry when I just told her the truth?“You idiot! What have you done?” Fiona yelled at me, and I frowned at her.“What have I done?” I asked, puzzled.“What a moron! Who speaks to a girl like that, you blockhead?”“But I was just being honest. Is that a bad thing?”“There is honesty and there is brutal honesty! Couldn’t you have said those things in a gentler way? And did you have to do it in front of a crowd? I know you had her best interests in mind, but you could have just given her some advice in private,” Fiona said, shaking her head at me, and I stared at her in confusion.“When we fought in front of all these people, she had no problem. So what is wrong if I mention her mistakes in front of them then?”“You just don’t talk to a girl like that in public! You owe Celina an apology!” Fiona hissed, and I frowned.Apology? What for?“But why? I don’t think I said anything wrong. She was really clumsy







