CHAPTER 10 I was five years old when I last saw my mother. She looks lovely when she smiles and her red hair like mine always shined through my eyes. We look alike. The only thing that differentiates us is our attitude. While my mom was a soft-hearted and kind woman, I am hard-headed and feisty girl. I always hang around boys because girls hate me. We always end up pulling each other’s hair, so I always prefer Alqamar’s group.But sometimes if the boys are too pervert and bad, I always end up beating them until they give up. That’s what I am. I don’t want others to see me as a weakling. I am not like my mother who always stays quiet in the corner. I always want to fight with my rights, and I will protect my family with all my strength especially that I don’t have a father.Mother said that my father was killed by the humans. She said that it was an accident. The humans were too scared of my father to see him in a wolf

CHAPTER 12 “I-I am…your mother’s…” he sighed heavily and swallowed more, “…friend,” I stared at him for a long while. My lips parted as my heart contradicted. Friend. He’s my mother’s friend? How come that my mother has human friend? It wasn’t forbidden but it’s rare. I swallowed hard and watched him composed himself.“Do you want…to have some coffee with me?” he asked after the silence. I looked away and thoughts started to spin around my mind. If he’s my mother’s friend, then it’s understandable why Ronald gets link to me. I nodded at him, so he smiled and lead the way. I watched his broad back, and I can really tell how Ronald is so much like him. Even his back looks so much of his son. Now I wonder…how is he as a friend? If he is a friend, why was he not there when my mother died? Did they lose each other’s

CHAPTER 14 Our eyes met. His seriously dark eyes are piercing through me. I want to look away, but his eyes are magnetizing mine. It’s crazy. Damn it!He sighed heavily after that then I felt his hand hold mine. He lowers my hand and grips it tightly. My head tilted to cover up my nervousness. I have to remind myself that I should being crazy to him, or I’ll end up like Alqamar. I don’t want to be a slave in my own mate. I want to prove myself that I am different from the others. I removed his hold to me and lower my gaze to avoid his eyes.“You know what? Stop over thinking about it. I won’t be your stepmother so don’t worry,” I said casually. He didn’t talk so maybe it’s my time to leave.Everything is confusing. Mom loved someone else before his mate and it seems like Doctor Raymond didn’t know about the mate thing either. Maybe it was the decision that my mother had chosen. To l

CHAPTER 16 After we finished our ice cream we decided to come outside. I noticed how dark the night is. The stars are only few, and the moon is covering with the fog from above.“I’m going now. It’s late,” I told him. I felt his eyes went to me, but I refused to look back. I remained my eyes to the lonely dark night.“Isn’t it a bit dangerous for you to stroll around when it’s late?” he said coldly. I was a bit stunned by his words that I couldn’t help myself anymore but to look at him, to know if he’s serious or just being funny. But when I met his eyes, it was so serious that I almost felt goosebumps.“I-It’s safe—”“Where’s your house? I’ll walk you home,” he insisted. I bit my lower lip as a smile slowly creeping on my lips. I don’t know why but it’s making my heart explode. What the hell am I feeling? I feel lik

CHAPTER 18 I was so conscious while eating with him. I don’t know what’s wrong, but every bite is awkward for me. I would always steal glances at him and if I’ll notice that he’ll look at me I’ll look away. I hope he didn’t notice that or else I’ll be more embarrassed.The lunch finished quietly. When he stood up, I also did the same thinking that we’re done now and should leave this place but when he looked at me with his cold eyes I stiffened on my place. What the hell? Why am I getting nervous in just one look? This is so new to me. Damn it!“Stay here until my classes finishes. Don’t leave or I’ll know,” he warned. My brows furrowed. We’re now alone in the kitchen because the other nurses are on their work now so I can freely talk to Ronald without getting conscious by the others. But damn I am wrong. Ronald’s eyes are enough to make me feel so conscious. Shit!