Mag-log inSven“Has the new shipment been cleared from the dock?”“Yes, Alpha Sven, it has. What's left is to update the records and we'll put them in place for moving.”I nodded, leaning back on my office chair. “An Arab was caught around the basement's territory the last time I was there. Has the warehouse territory been clear?”“It has. We haven't noticed anything funny—at least not for now.”“I'll drop by when I can. You can get back to work.” With nothing left to say, I ended the call.I shut my eyes and placed both hands on my chair's arm rest. I've been trying my best for the past two days not to do anything stupid, and it was really eating me from the inside out.I hadn't done a thing to either Kazim or Arnaldo and I could really feel it stressing me out.Goddess, I had promised myself not to meet with them for now because forgetting a pull on their forehead would be the least of their fear. I was trying to think rationally, trying to be strategic because having an inside man only made
RaynaSilence lingered in Sven's office, everyone in the same state of confusion.There was a knock on the and Carlos, being the closest to it, pulled it open.Vivian walked in, a frightened look on her face as she did.I had a strong feeling that everyone with a plan in this pack kept using this girl to cover their tracks because a human was the easiest suspect.Sven explained that Vivian had served him the tea this morning, the same way she had served Reeves the day he got poisoned.The question now was: how did it always fall in her hands?“You sent for me…Alpha Sven.” She spoke.“I won't accuse you directly. Instead, I'll try to think of other logical ways this whole situation we're having now might have happened. How many of you were in the kitchen when you made the tea you gave me this morning?” Sven questioned. “It was just me.” She answered innocently, fear still evident in her eyes.I let out a sigh, running my hand down my face. This girl had no idea that answer was incrimi
RaynaMy heart beat picked up pace as the beeping got even faster.“Stop the bloody car!” Sven yelled, but the driver was unable to stop.“The breaks aren't working. I can't…I can't stop it.”Panic immediately filled the air. Sven and I exchanged glances…were we thinking the same thing?“We have to jump out, Rayna. Now.” He opened my side of the car, “Out.”“What about you?”“Get out the freaking car!” I had never felt fear like I did at this very moment. My vision began to blur, emotions overwhelming me. With no other choice, I jumped out of the car and landed hard on the ground.Fortunately for me, I had on a thick zip long sleeve top and jeans so my arms and legs didn't get hurt. I tried to soften my landing with my palms and they immediately got scrapped on the hard rocky ground.My attention wasn't on my bleeding hand, but on the car that kept driving away and in less than ten seconds, it exploded. Parts of the car flew into the air and the explosion was big enough to affect ev
RaynaI let out a sigh as my breathing slowly began to steady. It seemed like the apology thing was starting to get really easy for—not like didn't know he was going to do all this again. The man really couldn't help it.I picked up my gun and reloaded it. I turned my gaze to the target and pointed my gun at it.He pulled away one of his hands from my arm and held on to my wrist.“Support your gun with the second hand.” he began to teach and I followed without hesitation.“Relax and study the movement of your target. Don't move your gun along with it. Instead, keep it fixed on where it's going to go next. If you try following it at the stage you are at, you'll keep missing.”Jacqueline really needed to take lessons on what it meant to be a shooting guide—definitely not from Sven though.I let my shoulder relax and I studied the target's movement for a few seconds. I placed my gun where it was supposed to move next and when it did, I pulled the trigger, hitting the bullseye directly.“
RaynaThe tension was thick enough to cut through as our eyes bored holes into each other. I could tell she was trying to be intimidating with the look in her eyes, but I meant it when I said I wasn't going to allow anyone, especially a woman like me, to be intimidated anymore.“Jacqueline!” Her Father's voice broke our staring competition and she cleared her voice, immediately composing herself.“I'll get her ready for target practice.” She said.“I'm coming with you.” Sven spoke. He didn't really sound like he was making a suggestion.I had a feeling she got it because she gave a slight nod before leading the way.We arrived at a dressing room which was completely empty and she brought with her what looked like their packed practice outfit.“Thank you.” Sven took it from her and she walked out.He took a seat on the bench, leaning his back on the locker behind him as he stretched the uniform towards me.“Does this make me a Trainee here?” I had to be sure.“Of course not, Princess.
RaynaI understood that we were only going to the shooting range to practice, what I didn't understand was why Sven wanted to dress so damn seductively.Did he have a second plan?“Are we really doing this, Princess?” He let out a sigh, his arms crossed as he stared down at me like I was some chipmunk.“Why do you get to complain when I dress the way I like, but I can't when you dress the way you want?“What's the problem with what I'm wearing?”I looked at him from head to toe. He had a maroon colored button up shirt which still wasn't buttoned all the way up, showing off his tiny gold chain and too much skin. Let's not even start with his jeans and sneakers.“Everything.” I pointed out. “Especially the shirt. Can't you wear a sweat shirt instead?”A disgusted look settled on his face and I let out a sigh.“You know what, fine. I'll go get ready.”I was just about to walk away when he pulled my arm back. “Hold on there, Princess.”I frowned, pulling his hand away from mine, “what's t







