Mag-log in~Dominic~Except for the steady beeping of monitors and the occasional footsteps passing in the hallway outside, the hospital room I’m in remains quiet.Once news traveled to my family about my admission to the hospital, thanks to Tommy, who can't keep his mouth shut, my family arranged for me to be transferred to a private health facility at Westwood.It's been two days since I was moved here, and I'm yet to get as much as a call from Jess, even after instructing Tommy to text her my current address and let her know that I'm no longer at Silver Valley, and if she decides to visit me at Westwood, no one would know.I stare at the ceiling, counting the lines for what must have been the hundredth time today. The door opens, and my heart leaps with hope before immediately crashing back down when I see it is just one of the family heads of the pack coming to check on me.“Alpha Dominic,” he calls respectfully with a bow, and places a fruit basket on the side table. “The pack sends their
~Julian~“So, I will drop you off at home?” I ask Tania as we drive out of Caesar.“Why don’t we go somewhere and celebrate? I mean, we did so great today. Alpha Maclewin was impressed,” Tania suggests.“T, I’m really not in the mood for celebrations.”“Why not?”“I need to rest my head for a while.”“Let’s go to your house then. I could whip up a nice meal for us.”“I have a housekeeper and several other domestic staff, Tania. I don’t need you doing shit for me.”Her face falls, and I curse myself internally for the way the words came out. “Shit, I didn’t… I didn’t mean the words to come out the way they did. I-”“It’s fine,” she cuts me off. If you don’t want me cooking for you, we could just have a conversation. I believe we need to talk about a lot of stuff anyway.”My grip tightens on the steering wheel. “Yes, we do.”After a long moment of silence, I ask her the one question that has been on my mind since we left Caeser.“How come you know Miss Shema on a personal level?”She sh
I flash a sweet smile of recognition when Julian Agary walks into my office, followed by a familiar-looking lady.It takes just a few seconds for me to recognize her as the lady from yesterday at The Vespa.Welcoming them and directing them to the empty seats opposite mine, Agary junior and I exchange handshakes.He’s about to introduce the lady when she cuts him off and introduces herself as his spouseWell…“Welcome to Caesar, Mrs. Agary,” I shake her offered hand.“Oh no, we aren’t married yet, Alpha. It’s still Tania Beecroft for now,” she smiles. “And it’s so nice to meet you again,” she adds politely.Julian Agary turns to her in silent question.“I ran into the Alpha yesterday at an eatery,” she offers a hushed explanation.“It’s nice meeting you again, Miss Beecroft. And if I must say, both of you look so good together. I’m glad you’re headed in the right direction, Mr. Agary.”“Yeah,” he replies dryly.I lean back in my chair and study him calmly. He senses it immediately, as
~Thomas Maclewin~“You owe me big time.”Pius Agary’s voice comes through the phone, amused and smug. He already knows he has me exactly where he wants me.I laugh, unable to help myself. “I do. Seriously, I’m grateful for your help.”And I mean it.Yesterday felt like something out of a dream.Spending the day with Agnes made me extremely happy. It settled something restless inside my chest. Being there for her when she actually needed someone felt so good.Carrying her up the stairs of her home when she was too weak to walk… yeah, that part was just the best part.Her place is exactly like her: minimalist, clean, and intentional.Off-white clay walls, abstract paintings that don’t scream for attention but somehow command it anyway. Nude-toned chairs that look soft but structured. A center table that looks like art on its own.And then the details… the rattan mats, the storage vases, the fresh flowers.It felt like I stepped into her sanctuary.She’d permitted me to take her to her r
I startle. “Thomas,” I call, trying to sound less frightened than I feel. “It’s been a while… how… how do you do?”I smile at him, reminding myself that I don’t have to act pissed. Not when the man has the power to reject Smith and Agary as the sole executors of the Tower construction project.“Nessy,” he calls, sounding like a five-year-old who just found his favorite candy.He’s the first and only person who ever calls me that. It used to annoy me. Now… strangely, it doesn’t.“Yes,” I reply, swallowing hard.“God, you look so exhausted. Are you okay?” He stands immediately.I rub my temples, silently praying the headache goes away.“Are you okay?” he asks again, moving to my side.I shake my head. I can’t even lie right now. My temples throb painfully, my vision dimming at the edges. “I think I need water,” I whisper.“Relax your back,” I order, gently.Carefully, he helps me lean into the chair before rushing off to get me some water.Barely a minute later, he’s back and helps me t
~Agnes~The day started slowly for me at the office.I’ve been working nonstop on designs for Tania’s new apartment, so I’m feeling exhausted as I haven’t slept well in days.My head is throbbing, and my body is dragging, yet I still go through my usual routine with a practiced cheerfulness.That is, until Julian resumed for the day.The banging of his door started and soon escalated into louder door slams like thunderclaps, and his voice followed, sharp and impatient, barking at everyone in sight.Everyone except me.In my own case, he doesn’t even spare me a glance, which somehow feels worse.I wonder what’s going on with him.The entire office at Smith and Agary is tense. Everyone is walking on eggshells, afraid to breathe too loudly.I feel bad for them, and worse for myself. Every shout is followed by another violent slam of his office door, and my poor eardrums take the hit each time.It feels like pure torture.As I go through my boss’s schedule for tomorrow, my stomach tighten
Once I step into my room, the feeling of nostalgia hits me.Olga places my bags in the wardrobe and tries to speak to me about what transpired downstairs with Sarah, but I shut her down.“I don’t want to hear it, Olga.”She nods and finally shuts the door behind her. I click the bolt and lie face-f
~Allister~After the surprise party I threw for Jess, my friends have been on my neck nonstop to understand exactly what's going on between Jess and me.So, when I finally took them up on a ‘boys night’ offer to a private polo club, I wasn’t surprised by the numerous questions that followed.Chess
~Allister~Grandma Regi decides to join us for breakfast at the dining hall. With her presence, my mother, the current Luna of the Pack, becomes less chatty.Steam curls from the tea she pours with unhurried grace as silverware clanks in the large hall. Grandma Regi is seated to my right, while m
~Dominic~After a full forty-eight hours of waiting for a reaction from Jess and receiving none, I decided there was no reason to continue whiling away my time with Rosie at Vamon Mountain.So, I cut our vacation short with the excuse that I got called up for an urgent Park matter.It's been two da







