(Wendy’s POV)A sudden heaviness settled in my chest.My wolf, Lucy, murmured softly inside me: “So everything Nick has done for you… has always had a reason.”At last, I understood. Why did Nick often act so ambiguously toward me, why did he shield me with his own body, why did he go to such lengths to find evidence when Mary framed me.Even just now—why he said: “Maybe we should try and see where this goes?”It was all because I looked like Candy.Realization hit hard. I drew in a long breath, fixed my gaze on the man beside me, and spoke coldly:“Nick, listen carefully. I am me—unique, one of a kind in this world! I am not Candy, not anyone’s stand-in.My future mate must love me wholeheartedly, with no one else in his heart. Not because I remind him of another woman.“So, Nick, between us—it’s impossible.”After those words, I grabbed the thin blanket from the bed and walked straight to the couch, lying down with finality.The night stretched endlessly.I tossed and turned, slept
(Wendy’s POV)So much steak and venison…What exactly is Mr. Johnson trying to do?Just as I was wondering, Mr. Johnson pushed a large plate of venison toward Nick, smiling kindly as he urged, “Nick, have some more of this. It’s good for your health.”Looking at the mountain of venison piled in front of him, Nick’s lips twitched.“And this—steak. It’s excellent, too.” Before Nick could refuse, Mr. Johnson had the servants bring over another platter of medium-rare steak and set it right in front of him.I couldn’t help but chuckle softly, lowering my voice to tease him. “Nick, is there something wrong with your body? Don’t tell me the Moon Goddess hasn’t blessed you?”Nick’s face darkened. He let out a cold snort before forcing a sharp smile through gritted teeth. “Wendy, why don’t you try and find out?”After dinner, Mr. Johnson practically herded Nick and me into his room.“I’ll just stay in the guest room,” I muttered, rubbing my temples.Mr. Johnson gave me a disapproving look. “Th
Just as we stepped out of the elevator, Nick’s phone rang.It was a call from the Brown Pack’s former Alpha, Benny.“Benny, what is it?” Nick answered with a calm expression.“I haven’t seen you or Wendy in days. When will you come visit me at the manor?” Johnson’s voice came through the receiver, warm and affectionate.Nick gave a small nod. “I’ll come by when I get a chance.”“Don’t wait for a chance—come tonight. I’ve already had the kitchen prepare your favorite dishes.”Before Nick could reply, Johnson had already hung up.Nick shook his head, a little helplessly.“What’s up?” I asked curiously. He hadn’t turned on the speaker, so I didn’t hear clearly.Nick turned his head slightly, lips curving faintly. “Benny wants us to come to the manor for dinner tonight.”“Oh, I see.” I smiled faintly. With both William and Johnson calling us today, it felt like something was brewing.“I’ll come pick you up afte
The video started playing. At first, the camera showed only me, searching around for a good spot to shoot.I stopped on the grassy lawn by the lake, seemingly satisfied with the location.As I was gazing into the distance, a shadow appeared behind me—it was Mary.She tiptoed up behind me, slowly approaching, then suddenly reached out with both hands and pushed me toward the lake!Luckily, I was quick enough to dodge.After that, it seemed we argued—though no sound was heard, the footage clearly showed Mary’s angry face, treating me like an enemy.As for me, my expression remained calm.After several minutes of struggle, Mary suddenly lunged at me. I dodged to the side, but Mary slipped and fell entirely into Moon Lake.The video ended there.This footage completely captured the events of that day and directly cleared me of suspicion.“No, this isn’t true…” Mary was stunne
I raised my phone again. “In Brown Pack’s underground garage, there are surveillance cameras. This morning I obtained that footage.”I hit play on a second video.There, clearly visible: Mary in the underground garage, screaming insults at me, then producing a Swiss Army knife and lunging straight at me.“Wendy, die!” she yelled, brandishing the blade inches from my throat.The footage ended. I looked up at the gathered press. “Everyone saw it. Mary tried to stab me that night in the garage! She meant to kill me. And if you recall, at Moon Lake she did the same—tried to push me in.”Across every livestream, the chat exploded:“Mary’s the psycho here!”“Major plot flip!”“This drama is epic. Keep it coming!”“Dane is my hero!”“Wendy for President!”Mary’s face went through every shade of p
Tears welled up in Mary’s eyes.“When we were still in the Brown Pack, she was always jealous of me, always hated me. I used to think she just didn’t like me—but I never imagined she could be so vicious. She tried to kill me! She pushed me into the lake!I don’t even know how to swim. I was drowning, struggling in despair, crying out for help… but she just stood there on the shore, cold and unmoved. She watched me flail around in the water with a wicked gleam in her eye—smirking—like she wanted me to die!”Enna added from the side, “It’s true. That day, my classmates and I were out on a picnic by Moon Lake. We happened to witness the whole thing—she pushed Mary into the water with her own hands.”“I can’t believe it,” the reporter said, righteous indignation in his voice. “So the truth really is just as people suspected—Mary was deliberately pushed