LOGIN~Jess~The past week had been a whirlwind of activity. Between series of surgeries, volunteering a few times at the A&E, keeping up with Gracie’s case and Lawyer Calista, and being the best version of myself for the love of my life, life has been “lifeing” or how do they say it.Gracie is getting closer to her EDD, and with the unavailability of the intended parents, I really do not know what to expect at this point.She is worried. The last time I spoke with her, she was sobbing and telling me she’s so scared.I spoke to her at length and promised her that even if we fail to find the intending parents, I will make sure she goes back to school and lives her life to the fullest.And I mean every single word of it.My eyes burn from lack of sleep as I review a couple of medical reports before me. I’ve barely had time to breathe, and it's so crazy.I call Stephanie, asking her to purchase warm clothes, thick blankets, and heating pads for Gracie.The recent weather calls for concern. And
I step into the elevator, my gaze cold. “Henceforth, no one approaches Jess without clearance. Her friends should be put on close watch, too.” I tell Leo.I can endure anything but lose my mate. Losing Jess will definitely drive me into the abyss.Within hours, my team uncovered the truth. One of the men under Marcus Drac, Angel’s second in command, is a mole who got paid by Dominic Hearst to supply him with information from the inside.It's not like he can do much because he is a lower-level guard who is rarely allowed to witness or take part in the main activities that go on around me and in the dungeon.At his level, he simply receives orders and carries them out without explicit explanations.And as for why Dominic knows Bella Harnarn, well, the girl didn’t lie when she said she was from Westwood Pack.Also, tracking down people’s identities should be something within that Alpha’s scope of capabilities, at least.So, again, Dominic Hearst isn’t who and what I so desperately want h
I take a deep breath, close my eyes, and smile. There is something I need to tell Allister. If I don’t tell him now, I'll forget, and that will mean keeping a secret from him.“Alli, there’s something you need to know,” I say, my fingers fidgeting with the hem of my shirt. He raises his brow in silent question. “About Dominic’s visit last night,” I tell him.His attention sharpens, his body tensing slightly beside me. “Did he say something to you?” I swallow hard, hating that I’m about to repeat the accusations. “He claimed you were with some lady last night. He actually showed me a video of you and the lady, whom he called Bella Harnarn.”Allister’s expression darkens, a flash of anger crossing his face before he controls it.“He tried to make me believe this woman is your lover,” I continue, my voice trembling slightly. “He said you were with her before me. And that she’s been mentally down since I came into the picture. That you ditched her for me. For a moment, I was scared. Bu
“Yes,” Allister replies. “We found out that Rhea’s mother may have survived the attack on their Pack. It seems she’s alive. But we don’t know where she is. Also, I have my men watch over Rhea, and they found out that she is having secret meetings with the boy from our childhood, Jefferson Hoard.” My eyes widen. That’s quite some information dump.“That’s not all,” he continues. “My men got a hold of an audio that has Rhea and Jefferson saying they want us dead. And, a couple of weeks ago, we found some men trying to break into the Pack border. While interrogating them, we found out that they are linked to Jefferson. With the audio we got our hands on, Jefferson and Rhea are now enemies of this Pack until proven otherwise.”The blunt honesty of his response surprises me. Yet, when I look at him, I feel like there's more he doesn’t want to tell me.I’m grateful for his transparency. If it were to be Dominic, he would have deflected, changed the subject, or fed me a carefully crafted li
~Jess~The persistent knocking succeeds in dragging me from a deep sleep.I groan, burying my face deeper into my pillow as I try to ignore it. But the knocking continues, growing more insistent with each passing second.“Go away,” I mumble into my pillow, pulling the covers over my head.The knocking pauses briefly, then resumes with renewed vigor. With a frustrated growl, I throw back the covers and stomp to the door, not bothering to check my appearance.I yank the door open, ready to unleash my irritation on whoever is disturbing my sleep.Dominic stands in the hallway, immaculately dressed in a tailored suit, holding a paper bag that smells of fresh pastries and coffee, similar to the one he got for me a couple of days ago.“Good morning, Baby,” he said with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “I brought breakfast.”My wolf bristles with annoyance. After last night’s confrontation, he dares to show up at my door again as if nothing happened?“Are you being serious right now?” I
It took about two painfully long hours before Angel and a few of our men managed to get back home.The backup we sent helped get back several others who were either injured or didn’t make it.The hurt/wounded ones among our men, including Angel, were moved to the hidden private clinic in the dungeon basement.While the unscathed ones were told to take a bath and rest.Luckily, Angel was conscious enough to fill me in on what would have been a terrifying massacre if he hadn’t handled it well.The worst of it was the realization that the entire terror was prepared specifically to unalive me.They were waiting; they thought I would come. So, they made Bella Harnarn feed me with sob stories. And since they know that I rarely hurt women. They had to capitalize on that.I fell for her stories and planned antics. Now look what it did to my men. I shut my eyes as my wolf almost rages to the surface.I need to find whoever this is.Why can't I find this person out?If she's a woman, as claimed
~Jess~I surfed through the rest of my day as fast as I could manage, and when I finally made it to the event, the Westwood Royal Hall was already packed full of guests, surprisingly.I thought the event would be a simple little gathering to show the Pack’s welcome of the Lycan king.Instead, Domin
My eyelids feel like they’re stitched shut, and my body feels so heavy that I’m unable to move it when I try to. The scent of an unfamiliar cologne wafts through my nose. A stranger’s oozing breath ghosts over my cheek, and panic instantly sets in as I immediately force my eyes open. A man I’ve n
~Jess~Rosie recovers first, and she turns toward Dominic with an exaggerated pout, her voice softening into false sweetness.“Alpha Dominic… please, make the payment for me.”Dominic awkwardly starts shaking his head.He coughs lightly. “Rosie… I don’t think-I mean we’re here to shop for a dress f
~Dominic~ Finally, after a couple of meetings with the patient’s family, we finally reached an amicable agreement to financially compensate the patient and his family for the little error that Rosie probably unintentionally caused. With that settled, the patient and his family publicly stated tha







