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Rafe’s POV

Skipper sat across the dressing table, slowly applying makeup while I buckled my shoelaces.

She has been constantly sick these days so we were going to see a professional doctor who just transferred to the Lunskye pack to examine her.

Seven years have passed, and nothing about her health has improved. I can even say things only got worse because she keeps having miscarriages and I am afraid that Skipper won't be able to produce an heir if this keeps on.

Her first pregnancy was aborted by the doctor because he said keeping it would cost Skipper her life. After all, Alexie refused to help her seven years ago.

However, that was in the past but even with that, my heart always burns with rage whenever I remember that moment and how much pain Skipper had to endure.

She turned around slowly, her face plastered in makeup. A few months ago, that makeup would have made her look prettier but this time, she looked like a mannequin.

“How do I look?”

She asked, trying to pose so that I could picture her well. But that was just a waste of time because no matter how hard she tried, she never looked as beautiful as she has always been.

“I know I'm not pretty.”

Her mood dropped and she turned towards the mirror. Seeing her that way made me blame myself for not pretending she looks pretty.

“How many times do I have to tell you that no matter how you look, nothing will make me change towards you?”

I squat in front of her and hold her hands.

“What we have is real, babe, do not ponder any negative thoughts. I promise you that after today, your health will be back to normal.”

“But Alexie…”

My brows creased into a frown hearing the name I have always detested to hear.

“Let's not talk about her, we are running late.”

I helped her get in the car, closed the door, and got inside the car through the next door. And as the car drove out of the mansion, she put her hand on mine and rested her head on my shoulder.

“Are you alright?”

I asked softly, caressing her silky dark hair. She nodded, but maintained the position as if I was going to run away from her.

“Alpha Rafe?”

The chauffeur called from the front seat.

“I just got a call from the secretary that the renowned business tycoon from the Lunskye pack has graced our pack.”

My heart thudded delightfully and my face brightened up. I was so excited that I didn't know when Skipper’s head slipped off my shoulder because I had even forgotten her head was on it.

“And where is she?”

I asked in urgency, ignoring the whimper coming from Skipper.

“On her way to Mr. Grover’s company to discuss business. After that, she will go to the hotel to rest and return to Silvermoon.”

That fast? No way, I must see her today.

“Quick, head towards the hotel.”

I mustn't miss her again because I have missed her two times already during her visit to the Redfang pack and Winterbloom pack.

“What about the appointment, honey?”

Skipper asked, looking so worried. However, I didn't forget about her appointment, but that woman was more important because she wouldn't spend an hour in my pack after she was done and besides, the doctor’s appointment can be rescheduled.

“Another time, sweetheart, this meeting is important for both of us. Imagine how much profit our pack will accumulate if that woman agrees for us to partner with her company.”

I said in desperation. But that didn't go well with Skipper because she suddenly showed her dissatisfaction.

“Are you saying my health is not important?”

“That's not what I mean, but you should understand that…”

I paused and sighed deeply so she wouldn't get the wrong understanding of the situation.

“I will have the driver return you to the mansion, okay? Do not worry, we will go meet the doctor later on tomorrow.”

She smiled faintly, her hand brushing against mine.

“It’s okay, darling. I've always wanted for you to succeed in life so let’s go see the business tycoon.”

For hours, we waited in front of the hotel to await her arrival but she didn't show up. Then another hour passed by, then two, then three, and when we had waited for about six hours, Skipper grew so weak.

“I am hungry, Rafe, we have been sitting here for six hours already and I want to go home.”

I paid no attention to her as I was so busy speaking to someone in Mr. Grover’s company to ask if the woman was still there.

“Rafe?”

She tapped my shoulder.

“Please take me home, I don't think I can spend another hour here.”

I rounded up the conversation, ended the call, and turned to her.

“I am sorry, Skipper, but we've got to wait for her. Please one more hour won't hurt, and I promise if she doesn't show up after an hour, we will leave.”

She didn't utter another word, she only bobbed her head weakly and smiled before looking away.

At noon, when I was already giving up on seeing her, three convoys of cars stopped in front of the hotel. The excitement that had vanished from my face suddenly returned and as I was about to step out of the car, the lady stepped out of the car in the middle, sending a huge ball of ice freezing my heart.

“Isn’t that…Alexie?”

Skipper asked, leaning closer to get a better look.

“What is she doing here and why did she come out of that car? Is she…”

She gasped, her hands covering her mouth in shock.

Alexie cannot be the lady I have spent six hours waiting for under the sun, no way!

How did she climb up to that position? Who gave her the money to even go back to school? No way!

“Wait for me.”

I stepped out of the car and Skipper hurried after me, almost staggering.

“Ma’am, someone is here to see you.”

Alexie slowly turned around with smiles all over her face, but the second her eyes met mine, the smile faded and a mischievous grin appeared on her face.