Working at his desk, Blake's phone rang, interrupting his concentration. He sighed and picked it up. It was Andrew, reminding him once again of the pack meeting that was happening that night.“Alright,” Blake said, a thoughtful expression on his face. “Listen, I’m planning on bringing Lily to the meeting with me. I want to make sure that the pack knows she is welcome and accepted. I don't want her to feel rejected or out of place.”“Of course, Blake,” Andrew replied. “I’ll make sure to inform the pack beforehand.”With a renewed sense of purpose, Blake stood up from his desk and went to find Lily. She was sitting at her own desk, typing away at her computer. When she heard the opening of Blake’s office door, she stood up and asked if he wanted anything.Smiling, he said, “Yeah, come over here. I have something to tell you.”After that eventful night, Blake underwent a profound change. Their time in the office was more than just work. With Lily, the office rules were disabled. She coul
“Talking about me, Andrew?”Lily’s heart skipped a beat as she turned around to face Blake, who had apparently snuck up on them without them noticing. She felt a flush rise to her cheeks as she took in his chiseled features and broad shoulders. It was impossible to deny that the man exuded power and charisma in equal measure.Andrew didn't seem fazed by Blake's sudden appearance. “Yeah, I was just filling Lily in on your legendary reputation,” he said with a grin.Blake raised an eyebrow, but there was a hint of amusement in his eyes. “I see. And what did you tell her?”Andrew shrugged. “Just that you're a bit of a wild card. But don't worry, I assured her that you're not as scary as you seem.”Blake chuckled softly. “Well, I’m glad to hear that you're looking out for me, Andrew. And Lily, don’t worry - I promise I won't bite...unless you ask me to.” He winked at her, and Lily couldn’t help but feel a flutter of excitement in her chest.Andrew moved away from them and went towards Jes
Emily, sensing Lily's distress, quickly reassured her. "No, Lily, nothing to worry about. Blake called me early this morning and asked me to come over here and accompany you while he's gone. That's why I thought you already knew he had an emergency business trip," she explained in a soothing tone.Lily let out a relieved sigh. "Oh, I see. Thank you, Emily," she said, her voice filled with gratitude. She then remembered something important. "Wait, has Blake left me a message?" she asked, hoping that he had left her some sort of explanation.“Perhaps you should check your phone,” Emily suggested with a smile, knowing that sometimes the simplest solution is the best.Lily quickly made her way back to her room. As she reached for her phone on the side table, she noticed a piece of paper stuck to a computer on the reading nook desk. The computer was not there last night. She made her way over to the reading nook, and saw a note that read, “Hey, Lil. Sorry I'm not there. Something came up,
Blake knew full well that venturing into this meeting, in response to Matt's cryptic late-night call, could very well be a perilous trap. Yet, he had no choice but to confront him. Twenty years had elapsed, and every single moment since the tragic loss of his parents, Blake had relentlessly pursued the truth. Now, standing face to face with the perpetrator, he must not under-estimate Matt."Look at you, Blake, growing up to resemble your father," Matt remarked, his voice tinged with a surprising blend of surprise and sentiment, as if he had not betrayed him in the past. “You looked much like me when I was your age,” he went on. A casual grin danced upon his lips, and Blake was wary of Matt concealing the treachery he had inflicted upon his sister and brother-in-law with some of his father's pack.Blake's gaze narrowed, “You must have ruined your brain from the torment of your guilt, and forgotten that I am your aggrieved nephew,” he told him, cautious of the facade Matt presented. "My
"Blake," Lily interjected, her voice filled with concern and her eyes displaying a mix of earnestness and worry, "I truly believe in his sincerity. But have you ever thought about detaining him for further investigation? We shouldn't underestimate the possibility that he might be revealing something genuinely important. What if we dismiss his claims now and later regret it deeply?"Blake's brow furrowed as he pondered Lily's unexpected interruption. Typically, he would become irritated when someone dared to suggest how he should handle a situation. In his mind, he questioned why she felt the need to interfere in his dealings with the traitor. His anger simmered like a hot iron suddenly doused with cold water, and he silently wished that Andrew would whisk her away from him at that moment. Blake, however, managed to suppress his frustration, opting not to express it, mindful of potentially hurting her feelings unintentionally. Surprisingly, her voice had a soothing effect on him, easin
Frustration seethed within Blake, his mind consumed by the elusive figure of Matt, who had been vanished into the labyrinthine depths of the mansion's underground. A surge of impatience coursed through his veins, urging him to exact vengeance upon his traitorous uncle. Yet, the rational part of his being knew that he had to bide his time, that the opportune moment would come.In an attempt to quell the restless fire burning within him, Blake decided to channel his anger into a more productive outlet. Perhaps a vigorous run would exhaust the seething emotions that threatened to consume him. He stood and took off his coat and went out of the mansion. Without a moment's hesitation, he bolted forward, pushing his body to its limits as he sprinted towards the surrounding woods.Every muscle strained as he propelled himself forward, the rapid pounding of his footsteps echoing in his ears. The desire to fully transform into his primal form, to embrace the speed and agility of a wolf on all f
He shook his head, attempting to rationalize the situation. "It's impossible. A simple kiss can't impregnate her, right?" he muttered, his voice confused. What if Emily was right? He wondered. Could it be Jake’s? How much does he know of Lily?Emily's gaze softened, her concern shifting towards a more plausible explanation. She reached out and placed a comforting hand on Blake's arm, offering reassurance. "I understand your worry, but let's consider a more likely cause. I believe she passed out due to lack of nourishment. She hasn't eaten anything since that cup of coffee this morning," she reasoned, her voice laced with practicality.As she spoke, Emily's tone shifted slightly, her frustration seeping into her words. "She was gone this morning before I could even call her for breakfast. And then she skipped lunch because she thought you were mad at her. She even wanted to go home. Now it's late in the afternoon. Honestly, it's partly your fault. I think you should go and prepare her
George nodded solemnly, his gaze fixed on Blake. "Yes, that's exactly what I'm implying. I was with Matt among the onlookers during the inauguration. When the shoot-out occurred, resulting in the deaths of your parents, Greta’s parents, and their two right-hand individuals, Matt was taken aback and momentarily frozen. However, he quickly regained his composure and managed to identify the source of the attack. He rushed toward it but I stopped him. I don’t want him get involved in that shooting but his involvement with this group forced him to flee and go into hiding when one of the caught ally sold him as the mastermind of the shoot-out."Blake's mind raced as he tried to piece together the puzzle, his thoughts consumed by the revelation George had shared. He couldn't help but wonder if Lily was aware of this information. "Does Lily know about this?" he asked, his voice filled with a mixture of concern and curiosity."No, neither Lily nor my wife were aware of this matter concerning