Now that she was finally alone, Roxanne drew back and sank deeper into the couch. She had still not fully recovered from the shock of all that had happened in the past few hours. As she tried not to think about any of it, her mind would not let her rest. Sitting on the couch now, she felt as though she were in a dark tunnel. The faster she walked towards getting out, the longer the tunnel got. Worse still, there seemed to be no light at the end of this particular tunnel. Infact, it had no end at all. How did this all happen? In a time span of two months?! One day, she was happy, preparing for a promotion, in a happy relationship with an amazing man, and the next day, she had lost her job, her relationship, and whatever remained of a good relationship with her family. Her family. The thought of it caused a lump to form in her throat. Ever since Rayla nearly killed her at the hospital, none of them had tried to reach out to her. Only Isabelle had called and texted to make sure she w
Roxanne got out of bed by exactly 8:00am that morning. After a quick breakfast of French toast and orange juice, she showered, got dressed and called an uber to Romania hotel. She decided not to take Emily's car today. No offense to either the car or Emily, but anytime she drove in it, that day turned out to be pretty messed up. Today, she would take no chances. She had learnt enough lessons to repeat the same mistake. This day was going to prove to her that there was still hope for her in this cruel world, and she prayed and hoped, for her own sanity, that it turned out very well. There was no saying what she would do if today turned out bad. There was only so much she could take. When she alighted at the hotel, she stepped into it. Standing in the reception hall, she brought our her phone from her bag so she could call him.The number began to ring, someone picked it up almost immediately. "Dankworth Group of companies." An unfamiliar masculine voice answered. It wasn't Lancelo
"I'm sorry, repeat what you just said?!" Emily screamed at the top of her voice. Her eyes beaming with surprise as she stared at Roxanne who stood in front of her. Roxanne smiled, she had known this would be Emily's reaction. She had decided to stay quiet about the job offer until Emily returned. Now that her best friend was back and had settled down, it was time to tell her about it. Especially now that Lancelot would be leaving tomorrow. She had already packed her things down, just in case Emily convinced her that she was not making a mistake. "You heard me right!" "So you're telling me, that Mister good dick refused you a job on Monday morning, only to present you with a bigger mouth watering offer on Tuesday morning?! And the job requires you to move to London, with him?!" Emily repeated, causing Roxanne to laugh. "Ayy ayy captain." Emily dug her fingers into her afro curls and screamed. "Girl, shut up!" She screamed aloud. "You have got to be fucking kidding me! So you're
That night, Roxanne and Emily binge watched four seasons of their favorite TV series of all time, " Friends." After that, Emily made sure that Roxanne had a good night rest by ceasing her phone and laptop. It made Roxanne sad, but it worked. She had fallen asleep two hours earlier than she normally did. Emily made sure her best friend was awake by 6:30 pm, since her flight was to leave by 9:00am. Emily singlehandedly crosschecked all of Roxanne's important papers, a gesture that made Roxanne laugh all the way. Everything was properly packed. Her clothes, toiletries, shoes, cosmetics, everything she could possibly need. If there was anything, Roxanne assured Emily she would be able to get it when she arrived London. After getting ready and putting all her luggages into the trunk of Emily's car, Roxanne was set to go as she entered into the front seat, beside the driver's seat. She looked down at her phone, it was 8:15 already. They had forty five minutes more to beat the Manhattan
As they drove to the palace, Lancelot continued to think of ways he could keep Roxanne away from the prying eyes of his family; especially his grandaunt; Eliose, the white wolf of the pack.If she was to ever see Roxanne, she would be able to sniff out the secret Lancelot was doing his best to keep away from them, at least for now; the secret that he had found his mate He would have to keep her in the guest chambers and hire separate maids for her. It was quite separate from the rest of the palace, even though it was in the same building. However, the chances of Roxanne running into any members of his family, before he had the chance to introduce her will be slim. Lancelot smiled in satisfaction. That was exactly what he would do. As they sat in the Limo, he turned to Roxanne. Her eyes were fixed outside the window, she was in absolute awe of the beauty of his city. "When we arrive, Roxanne would stay in the guest chambers." When she turned to him, eyes widened, he fought the urge
While Roxanne knew that she would not be resuming work until the next week - according to what Peter had said - and that the two days after she arrived London would be free for both she and her boss, she had not expected to be left with nothing. Nothing apart from files Peter had compiled for her, the files were supposed to enlighten her on Lancelot's schedule, daily routine, the differences between the calls she had to answer for him, and the ones she directed straight to him, his personal clients, a call log containing numbers of members of his board of directors, family members, his likes, his dislikes, their working relationship and what was expected of her as his interim personal assistant. That, and Lancelot's black card, it was supposed to be a sure pass in purchasing whatever it is she wanted, wherever she wanted. And by God, Roxanne swore to make the best of it in these two days. But first, it was Friday morning already and she had to study the files Peter had compiled for
The evening after she returned from her outing, even to the morning of the next day went by in a blur. After she woke up the next morning, all she could do was text Emily, go through some other files concerning her job, read a novel Peter had generously left her with, before she drifted off to sleep. Roxanne's eyes opened by 11:pm. It was then she realised she had slept most of her afternoon and early hours of the evening away. She let out a long and annoyed groan as she sat up. Knowing herself, she knew that it would be difficult go get sleep, now that she was awake already. As she sat up on her bed, she thought back to the events of the previous day. The second she stepped out of the car with Lancelot and Peter on Thursday was the last time she caught even a glimpse of him. Since she arrived, he had neither called for her, nor come anywhere close to her. Roxanne rose up from the bed, planting her barefeet on the floor as she walked to the bathroom. She was going to wash her face
Alas, the hour had arrived. The night they had all been waiting for. The Dankworth wolves stood side by side, each staring into the darkness of the night, determining the oath in which they would take for the hunt. Lancelot had mapped his trail already, it was to lead him straight to where a herd of deer would be resting for the night. He had already devised a strategy to draw one unfortunate one out, it was left for Ziko to follow the trail, and earn him his deer. No matter what happened tonight, Ziko knew that beating Albert's wolf was not a choice, or a necessity, it was definite plan, an event that had already been set in stone. Beside Ziko, James's brown wolf growled in anticipation. He could not wait to be make the biggest catch and earn his respect in the family. Maybe then, Lancelot would seize to talk over him. As Alpha of the pack, Edward's black wolf, Artemis, stepped forward. Albert, James, Richard and Bailey and Arthur's wolves stood behind him, awaiting instructions