"I don't dream anymore. I have no future, I only have 'now'." * * * For Samantha Covington, these words are her stark reality after her husband Richard's ultimate betrayal. She has become collateral damage to his self-destruction, leaving her a shell of her former self, her once vivid spirit suffocated. A chance encounter with Daniel Sanford, the powerful and enigmatic yet secret Alpha, ignites a forbidden flicker of hope in her, and the dangerously protective instincts in him. Daniel becomes Samantha’s lifeline, his sure and steady presence, the anchor she needs to rise from the depths of despair. But their worlds are intertwined more than they know, and the one man tying them together is the one man determined to keep them apart. Caught between the man who helps her reclaim her worth and a husband who strips it away, she must navigate a treacherous path to secure her heart and her freedom. But Daniel’s dark secrets chillingly echo Richard’s darker lies. Can Daniel earn her trust? Will his wolf respect her freedom? Or will she forge a new path as she leaves Richard in the wreckage of his self-destruction?
View MoreI looked around in accomplishment. Small bouquets adorned the linen-draped cocktail tables, and I meticulously arranged every detail around the grazing table. Stations of food were set along the perimeter, and a string quartet accompanied the light, jazzy piano music on the stage.
The Annual May Mixer was my crowning achievement every year. It was when the established and potential clients came together and met with the agents of Elevated Financials. This year was special, as the company had new owners, so introducing them was paramount for the company to enjoy continued success.
I smiled as I saw everything I was expecting to see - the cocktails flowing, smiles on faces, and nods of appreciation as everyone mingled. The pleased looks on faces as hors d’oeuvres were passed and sampled.
Except for my husband. Richard’s smile was forced and tight, and I noticed he was becoming a little unsteady on his feet. What the hell.
“Richard,” I whispered-yelled at him. “What are you doing? You’re supposed to be talking to our clients!”
“Our clients, Samantha?” He mocked condescendingly. “I think you mean my clients.” He was speaking too loudly, and I was afraid he was going to cause a scene.
Frustration welled up as I realized he did indeed have too much to drink. I could smell the scotch coming off of him. “Pull yourself together,” I snapped fiercely.
His face screwed up in anger and his hand clamped onto my upper arm. He began to say something when he was interrupted by a boisterous voice that commanded attention.
“Mr. Covington, Mrs. Covington,” I heard our names being called. I looked up to see the sandy hair of Mr. Dunn, the new COO, approach us. I turned, putting on a smile, hoping I could hide my stress at Richard’s antics. I moved closer to Richard, to hide his hand on my arm, then elbowed him in the ribs to let me go. I prayed he didn’t leave a mark or bruise.
“Mr. Dunn,” I greeted him warmly. “What do you think of our presentation?” He reached out his hand, and I placed my right one in his. Thankfully, Richard had gone for my left one.
“I think you’ve done an excellent job,” he said, clearly impressed as he encompassed his hands around mine. “I expected no less! I don’t believe you’ve had the chance to meet our CEO, have you? He’s been around, but prefers a less hands-on approach and hates crowds.”
A well-muscled man with dark hair and dark eyes approached us. I looked over from Mr. Dunn to stare straight into the eyes of the man I’d been sleeping with for over a month, and my heart skipped a beat.
He owned a security company. I didn’t know his acquisition of Elevated was the business that brought him to town.
He looked at me, then at Richard darkly.
“Samantha, meet Daniel Sanford. Daniel, this is Samantha. She’s responsible for the success of the event tonight.”
My breathing became shallow as I couldn’t take my eyes off him. I saw a flicker of gold flash in his eyes and could feel his anger bristling toward me.
Mr. Dunn seemed to notice the tension between us. Unfortunately, as did Richard.
What was I going to do?
Samantha came home Wednesday night after the dinner feeling optimistic and accomplished. She did this. On her own. Uncle Edward, while there, was just moral support and the key to opening the door between her and the new owners. He sat on the sidelines, watching and offering only small comments of advice when he felt they were necessary.By the end of the evening, she had a concrete outline for the May Mixer and needed to build a schedule and guest list. She felt thrilled at working again and realized she’d indeed missed the excitement and challenge it brought her, and the resulting satisfaction of when they were a success.She was late enough that she wasn’t surprised to see Richard had beaten her home. The light was on in his study, and she set down the flower arrangement she rescued in the entryway before moving to the kitchen. Richard came out of his study, acting strangely, but then she realized he was drunk. Not just tipsy, but full-blown inebriated. She let him talk her into on
With shaky hands, he poured a scotch from his bar, filling the glass too much, not caring that he splashed it all over the wood. He tilted it up and swallowed it down like water. He bent over coughing, then did it again.The alcohol put a buzz in his brain, but it didn’t still the pronounced beating of his heart. He didn’t know where to begin. He sat down in his chair and looked at his desk and the mess on the floor. He needed to clean it up, just in case Samantha tried to come in here when he was gone. He sniffed, liquid snot running down his nose from his coughing fit, and opened the bottom right drawer of his desk.Built into the drawer was a fireproof safe. The back half held a hanging folder for important documents, and the front half was open to hold a variety of shapes and items, and the whole thing was lined in black felt. One of those items was a loaded pistol and a small box of ammunition. He gathered all the documents and pictures he received, making very sure he found ever
Richard spent the rest of the week in the office. He touched base with a few of his clients, explaining some of the structural changes, reinforcing that he wanted them to hear it from him and not to be alarmed. Elevated Financials is still solid, and they had a great opportunity with a new investor to make some important updates, and he looked forward to continuing to provide them peace of mind and opportunities to increase their portfolio and plan for their retirement.He swiped his face with his hands. It had been three days of non-stop, the same phone calls and lines. Luckily, none of his clients bailed. He didn’t think they would. He made a few notes on his computer about the call, then moved the Prescott folder over from ‘WILL CALL’ to ‘COMPLETE’. His mouse hovered over the next folder on the list, the Priestleys. He remembered when he secured their contract. Mr. Priestley refused to do anything without the complete approval of his wife. It was one of the first times he’d enliste
Daniel had originally intended to make the dinner to interview an employee tonight, but he decided to wait around while everything was processed. He wanted to receive the key from the realtor as soon as possible so they could start moving in. He was leaving employee details to Lucas, at least until they started bringing in the wolves.He was glad the loft was basically furnished, including basic kitchen items. It was one less thing he had to worry about. He threw the realtor an extra thousand as a tip on her commission to ensure all they had to do was bring their personal items in. That meant finding a decorator this afternoon and filling out the place with linens, towels, and basic decor. He’d already spoken to Donna to set up utilities and billing.The loft was a lot bigger than he’d originally considered getting, but the advantage to that was that it ensured there were enough rooms to accommodate anybody who would be coming by. The downside to that was to make sure Stillman didn’t f
Thomas wasn’t the skinny kid others thought was an easy target anymore. He’d grown into a quiet, reserved man. Taming his wolf had never been the challenge for him, it had been for the others. He supposed he lived with a dual nature his entire life, just the beast within him manifested physically.The wolf enhanced his natural instincts, happy to hunt through piles of information or to make sure all the numbers lined up. And while Elevated’s numbers on paper lined up, he was frustrated that he was missing something. Something obvious.When he met Samantha, he thought he’d figured it out. Here she was, employed but not an employee. Connected to the company, yet not vital to its operations. A shadow job. It was the perfect place to slide in a family employee, and the fact that her funds weren't allocated like the rest was highly suspicious. His wolf was on the hunt, and he was determined to uncover the truth.Even though Samantha Barringer seemed to have no direct correlation to Merrick
Samantha turned to look in the direction of the voice coming from the doorway. She thought she heard a familiar timber to it, reminding her of Daniel, but instead she saw a man with curly brown hair and sharp eyes. Maybe it was his accent, or the way his low voice carried, but it lacked the amusement she would have expected from her new friend.The man strode in purposefully and looked at her as if she were a puzzle piece he’d found, unsure which box she belonged in. He turned to Edward, who’d stepped forward to introduce her.“Samantha, this is Thomas Blevins, the Chief Financial Officer. Thomas, this is Samantha Barringer, our Event Coordinator,” he said succinctly.“Mr. Blevins, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” Samantha said smoothly, although her inability to read him undermined the confidence she’d gathered.Thomas looked at her and back at Edward with a slight disapproving frown. “Mr. Merrick, I don’t recall her name or position in the roster of employees I have.”“Samantha’s positi
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