Bella's POVThe following day, I went to the site. Rick had already gone back to Riverbed Pack for pack tasks, leaving me in the care of Gamma Teddy. I strolled on the busy site, personnel rushing about, machinery roaring in the distance.Seeing Jestine by the makeshift office, I shouted out, "Hello, Jestine. Could I have the documents?"She smiled and handed me a fat folder. "Yes, Luna. Here you are."I took the folder and sat down in her office, thumbing through the pages. The plans were detailed, each step thought out carefully. I gazed up at her, impressed. "You did a great job, Jestine. Thank you for your efforts."Her face brightened up at the compliment. "Thank you, Luna."Then the investors came. I invited them in for a discussion on the interior design."The foundation of the sports complex will be done in three months, so we have to wrap up the interior design soon," I declared.Jestine handed over papers to the investors as I pointed out the proposals. We were far into the discuss
Jestine's POV I was in a hurry. The office could not wait, and I must make the documents ready in the folder. I rushed out of the house, but the driver was nowhere to be seen. With no time to lose, I made a beeline for the gate, hoping that I would be able to catch a taxi.Fifteen torturous minutes went by before a shiny black vehicle came to a halt in front of me. The window slid down effortlessly, and Alpha Winkle, smiling warmly, greeted me from behind the wheel."Get in. I'll take you to the building site," he said, his brown eyes holding mine, coercively urging me not to say no.I lingered. Then I recalled the interior design presentation sitting on my desk. "Fine," I grumbled, getting into the passenger side.The ride seemed to take forever. Silence hung between us, heavy and tense, but somehow reassuring. For some reason, his presence made me feel. protected, as if nothing could go wrong as long as he was near.When we finally reached the building site, Alpha Winkle was already out
Jestine's POV The office in the construction site hummed with the standard midday traffic. It was close to noon, and I had only just completed putting together the last of the reports and proposals for the investors. Tired but relieved, I collected my things, tucking the important documents into a folder before making myself ready to go home. Just as I was about to leave, I didn't see Freya walking towards me. And we collided. A blinding agony seared my flesh as the scalding hot coffee splashed me. I breathed in sharply, taking a step backward, my cry echoing through the room. But the agony was not the most terrible part - Freya's full cup of coffee had drenched across my desk, soaking the reports I had spent the previous three days preparing. My heart sank. The pages, carefully filled with vital data, were destroyed beyond repair. "Oh, ouch! Sorry, Jestine!" Freya's mouth opened wide, her lips spreading out into an over-the-top 'O' of surprise. But I wasn't deceived. The flash i
Jestine's POVThe groundbreaking ceremony was over, and the crowd began to melt away. I saw my chance to escape, my footsteps walking me through the peaceful garden alongside the pack house. The moon shone brightly overhead, casting an argent glow over the well-manicured hedges and the stone fountain in the middle. My legs were sore from standing for so long, mirroring the numbing ache in my head. I let out a deep sigh and slumped onto the edge of the fountain, letting the night air wash over me.I thought about my interior design presentation, the one I was about to give tomorrow. I needed every detail to be flawless. Yet, as I attempted to concentrate, a change in the atmosphere made my breath catch.Footsteps.And footsteps were followed by a smell.Sandalwood and lemon - a deep, seductive scent that made me shiver. My wolf, Beauty, shifted within me, her response instantaneous."Mate," she whined, and her words were filled with yearning.My heart thudded. I raised my head, and my
Bella's POVI woke up early the next morning to get ready for the groundbreaking ceremony. I slid into a silk white dress, the one I had picked out just for this special day. The dress was a work of art - classy but powerful, meant to showcase my body while radiating strength and elegance. Its delicate embroidery glimmered softly in the light of dawn, and the flowing material swept smoothly to the ground. This was not just a dress; this was my statement to the world. I knew the event would be filled with media and guests of influence, and I had to make an impact, to prove to everyone that I had come back greater than ever - even following the scandal of my son's real identity. None of it mattered. Today, I would take my place in the spotlight, unshaken and victorious.Once I had completed my makeup, I added diamond earrings and a necklace to match, the jewels sparkling with every movement. One final check in the mirror, and I verified my reflection and flashed myself a confident smile
Cole POV What are you talking about, Bella? I would hurt my own son? "I hardly knew my own voice; it was shrill, protective, and nearly pained. Her accusation burned deep, like a hurt I didn't know was possible between us. I scanned her face, looking for a sign, any sign, that she didn't really believe it. But there was no solace in her face. Bella's lips folded into a tight line, her eyes granite-hard. "Not you, Cole," she whispered. "But Georgina would, and I can't risk that."Georgina.My stomach roiled. I pushed the idea away, refused it outright. Georgina would not. She could not. But the doubt crept in—slowly, uninvited, encircling my resolve like a vice. My fists balled at my sides as I attempted to shake it off.Georgina was capable of a great many things. That I would not deny. But this? No."Georgina wouldn't dare." The words slipped from my lips, resolute though not as confident as I wished them to be. I could feel the tremor in my chest, the wavering I couldn't contain.Be