LOGIN~Jess~It's amazing how much a person can heal when surrounded by people who genuinely love them.The ache Allister’s rejection left behind still exists.But unlike the first few days after the breakup, it no longer feels like someone is squeezing my heart in a vice.Now it's becoming bearable.And I have my family to thank for that.Since I got back, nobody has ever brought up the topic of my breakup because they love me enough not to force me to relive it.Dad has been incredible every single day.Even when he spends hours at the construction sites overseeing projects, he always checks on me once he comes home.Sometimes he brings snacks and simply sits beside me while we talk about random things.Sebastian has been just as wonderful. He's practically moved into the house since I got back.Always checking on me, making sure I don't isolate myself, and dragging me into conversations whenever he notices I'm drifting into my thoughts.Sarah has also been an absolute angel. She has prac
~Allister~“Did she finally follow through with it?” I ask Emelda, Jess’s housekeeper and bodyguard.“Yes,” she replies. “She just left with her cousin Sebastian after moving her entire belongings back to her former apartment.”“Shit,” I mutter under my breath.“She left her ring behind, Alpha Allister,” Emelda tells me.“What?”“Yes. Her ring, the house keys, her car keys, and some boxes of clothes and accessories I believe contain gift items you once bought for her. I think she was hurt by the trending pictures of you and the Brumshill heiress.”I groan, rubbing my eyes.I still do not know how those pictures got out there. And worse still, they were taken from angles that made them look and appear oddly inappropriate.My purpose of visiting Brumshill had been simple, to meet the Alpha and find out more about the Varkai Princes.“Alpha Blackwaters?” Emelda calls, drawing me away from my chain of thoughts.“Yes?”“I think you should avoid making things worse by not hurting or humilia
The faint light of dawn creeps through my bedroom window as I sit by it, staring into nothing.I managed only brief moments of dozing all through last night. Each time I closed my eyes, haunting dreams of Allister deserting me always pulled me back into consciousness.In one of the dreams, I cried. The tears felt real, burning my cheeks as they fell.And I woke with actual tears on my face with my wolf, Arina, whimpering in my head, her distress echoing through our bond.She hasn’t exactly weaned completely of the wolfsbane gas from when I was kidnapped.But she’s way better than before. As I sit at the window, staring into nothingness, tears slip down my cheeks.I quickly wipe them away with my trembling fingers.A gentle knock on the door interrupts my misery. “Miss White? Are you awake? It’s time for breakfast.”Emelda’s kind voice carries through my bedroom door. I quickly pat my face dry and open the door. Emelda’s worried eyes take in my appearance. “Did you sleep well, Miss
~Jess~“Are you really sure you want to do this, Jess?” Agnes asks, staring at the open, empty boxes on my bed.“Yes, Jess, are you sure about this?” Ursula’s voice is heard via Agnes’s cellphone, lying on the bed, the call set to speaker.“You both sound like I’m trying to disappear,” I reply, coming out of my walk-in closet with some of my shoes. “I’m only going home for a while. Before that, I'll pack my stuff back to my former apartment.”“Didn’t you leave there because your ex was disturbing you?” Ursula asks through the phone.“Well, yeah. But I don’t think he’s there anymore. I called the property manager, and she said he hasn’t been seen at the property in almost two weeks. So, he obviously left once he realized I truly do not want him.”“And you don’t think he would come back if he finds out that you're back?” Agnes asks.“Aggy, I’m not exactly heading back there,” I tell her. “At least not yet. I’m going home to Pasos for now. I’ve not decided if and when I’ll come back to A
I stare at the half-finished leave application on my desk and rub my temples.Stepping away from Ashmere city is the right thing to do. It's either that or I wallow in hurt and maybe eventually fall into depression.I haven't slept properly in days because every time I close my eyes, I see my Allister.I sigh and glance out the window overlooking the hospital grounds and slowly release a breath.I haven't made up my mind yet. I know I'm leaving. That part is certain.What I don't know is whether I'll stay in Pasos with my family permanently or eventually return to Ashmere city.I slowly lower my eyes back to the document and start to move my pen again, filling up the blanks.A soft knock sounds on the door before it opens. Stephanie walks in carrying two takeaway cups."Coffee delivery," she announces.A faint smile tugs at my lips. "You're becoming too sweet, Steph.""Good sweet or bad sweet?""Good sweet."She grins and places one cup in front of me. "Extra cream.""You're officiall
~Dominic~I’ve managed to survive the worst days of my life.I’m still struggling to keep going after Jess’s rejection and the knowledge that my family and I are probably at risk of being hunted down by not just Varkai wolves but the she-devil my mother deceived me into getting myself entangled with.I’m running out of time, the clock is ticking, and I seriously have no plan in place.The only plan I want to be involved with is any plan that will mean Jess and me ending up together.In a dimly lit private room at the Lysian Club, I sit on a sofa, thinking about my situation and how I can wiggle out of it.There seems to be no possible escape for me.Since Jess disappeared from my life, everything has slowed drastically.I have sunk into a state of disrepair. Alcohol has become my constant companion, numbing the ache that gnaws at my chest.My Pack responsibilities lie abandoned, and my wolf does nothing but pace restlessly within me, as lost as I am. A couple of days ago, I was in a
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
A beautiful sunny day at “Sugar Treats” with my best girls has me smiling nonstop.“Well, at least now they know not to mess with us, else I ruin their skull with a bottle of expensive wine,” Agnes’s voice towers above Ursula’s.“Oh, please, you were literally shaking like baby fish,” Ursula jabs a







