เข้าสู่ระบบ~Allister~I leave Jess with Agnes and Ursula and step away to meet with the guys.At the sound of her laughter, I let out a sad smile because deep down, I already know this is the last night I will be with her like this.Tomorrow is going to be a bad day for me because tomorrow is the day I’ll let my baby go.“Well, look who finally shows up,” Victor whistles.Simon snorts into his drink. “Happy to see you, Alpha.”Julian, however, remains mute, but his gaze is on me as if he’s studying me.As I approach, they adjust their seating position, making space for me.Seated, Victor smiles, “Alpha Allister, why do you look like that?”I shake my head, “Like what?”“Like someone stole your most-prized possession or something.”“I look fine, Victor.”“Not to me,” he says. “You look sad.”Simon nods in agreement. “Actually… yeah. You do.”I scoff. “It's all in your head, Victor.”Victor points his drink at me. “You’re usually glowing around Jess. It can be annoying sometimes, but yeah, you glo
“Simon, if I die decorating this place, tell everyone I died beautiful,” I announce as I stretch up on my toes, trying to pin the last silver ribbon to the wall without falling over.“You currently look like a stressed raccoon with glitter in her hair,” Simon replies lazily from a couch across the room.I throw a ribbon at him, and he catches it without even looking up from his phone.Annoying.Having him and the others in the room makes it easier not to feel awkward being in the same room with Julian.Julian is seated just beside Simon, and Victor is grabbing a tablecloth from the pile of stuff I put aside earlier.After our encounter at the restaurant earlier, I just had to prepare my mind for this evening since we all have to be here when Jess arrives with Alpha Allister.The room smells like fresh flowers, frosting, and candles. We’ve practically turned the small private lounge into a mini celebration den.Fairy lights hang around the walls, soft gold against deep cream curtains,
We are actually lucky that the weekend won’t fully kick off until Saturday, so the cafe isn’t exactly crowded.“Fuck, I don't know. I just saw them and reacted. I didn't stop to think what I was doing. Just the thought of Richard touching you like...” His fists clench, and his voice trails off as he tries to regain his composure.He looks angrier by the second. Angry at himself for losing control, and maybe angry at me, too, for having this strange hold on him.“Look, I'm not saying I agree with you, but I understand what you did to a point.”His eyes snap to mine in shock. “Really?”“I would be lying if I said I haven't had similar possessive feelings,” I admit reluctantly.For a second, he just stares at me like he can’t believe what he’s hearing.“But that doesn't change the fact that you lied to my face,” I continue. “I might think you're an arrogant asshole most of the time, but you've always been someone I trusted to be honest with me.”He actually flinches at my words.“I’m sor
“We can’t be together,” I reply weakly, my body instinctively leaning into him, my head tilting slightly to give him easier access.“I shouldn’t have said what we had that night was a mistake,” he insists softly as he moves my ponytail over my shoulder.My breaths come out deep and uneven, every nerve in my body responding to him like I’ve completely lost control.‘Why can’t I leave?’ I ask myself desperately.“Aggy, turn around.”Julian’s words are simple, but they throw my entire mind into chaos.It would be one thing if he forced me against the wall or grabbed me without giving me a choice. But this? This is different.The choice is mine now. If I turn around, then it means I’m allowing this to happen.Biting down hard on my lip, I try to force myself to turn the door handle. Instead, my fingers twitch around it before my hand falls uselessly to my side in defeat.Slowly, I turn to face him.The moment my eyes meet his, my stomach tightens painfully.Lust burns openly in his gaze,
My jaw clenches instantly.I turn away and toss my napkin on the table.I have to get out of here.Even if it’s just for a few minutes.Placing my iPad carefully inside my tote bag, I take out my purse, slide my phone inside, keep my bag on the chair, and hurry away, making my way past his table while avoiding his eyes completely.I’ve just turned the corner and spotted the safety of the ladies’ room door when a strong hand wraps around my forearm.“Wait.”Just the sound of his voice sends a jolt through me.‘Okay, Aggy, you can do this. Just turn around and tell him to fuck off. He’s an asshole who does nothing but cheat on his very kind and pretty fiancée and has now shown up at one of your favorite restaurants with some random chick.’Straightening my shoulders, I turn to face him.Unfortunately, the man looks even better up close.I don’t think I’ve ever seen him looking anything other than perfectly groomed. But he obviously hasn’t shaved in a while, and instead of making him loo
Allister pushes me down with one powerful arm, his body shielding mine. “Bloom, stay down!”As he pushes me down, a bullet hits my window glass, grazing it and scaring the hell out of me.More bullets hit the window continuously until they create a spider web of cracks.I huddle in the footwell, trembling with fear, my wolf whimpering inside me.“We’re going to die,” I whisper, my voice barely audible over the noise.“Who are these people, Bloom?” Allister asks me.“I don’t knowwww,” I reply in a teary voice.“This is a setup from those who kidnapped you. Tell me who they are!” he roars.“No, it’s not them,” I insist.Goddess!Why do I believe that Philip and Cicero would never do this? Am I stupid for believing such?“Shit, I should have brought more protection,” Allister mutters, accelerating the engine as the car surges forward with desperate speed.He expertly maneuvers the car to avoid any more shots aimed at my window. I’m thrown about by his evasive maneuvers, causing me to hi
~Rhea~Celine Blackwaters voice reaches me where I stand eavesdropping on her conversation with Grandma Regi.“I do not know what else you want from me when the person involved already made his choice.” She tells Grandma.“She is not the right woman for him,” Grandma Regi insists. “Celine, look aro
Philip’s eyes widen questionably at me, and just to be clear, I nod and reply, “Yes, Allister is my Fiancé. Now we have to go. I’ll see you around, Phil.”“Sure,” he lets out, looking like gallons of energy have been sucked out of him.
The street light turns green, but Allister doesn’t move the car right away.“You don’t have to lean on me every time,” he says gently. “Just… don’t lock me out of your life.”His thumb brushes over my knuckles, slowly.“You have me. You’ve always had me.” He hums reassuringly.His words are simple
“Officer,” Allister cuts in. “Miss White is my client. And if you want this issue thrashed out in court, then it’s fine. You already know we go all out for anyone under my law firm.”The police officer starts to stutter, making incoherent sentences.“Officer Dean, is it?” I ask, calling out the nam







