Tristan rolled on the ground as the wolf launched itself on top of him, narrowly avoiding getting pinned down by the animal. Francesca screamed in fright, seeing the wolf reached out to Tristan's arms with its teeth. But her mate was quick to shift, protecting himself with the tough arms of his wolf. Fully shifted, Tristan pulled his arm back, prepared to attack. But Francesca's own wolf, deeply troubled within her, throbbed in recognition at the white wolf.  "No, Tristan. It's Mira. Don't hurt her!" Francesca shouted, but it was too late. Tristan struck and the white wolf flew to the other side of the ground.  "Mira!" Francesca called out her friend in concern. She was about to approach Mira when Tristan stepped in front of her, keeping her at bay. "Tristan, please." Francesca grabbed at his silky black and white fur, begging him to stop again. But the brown eyes that reflected back at her were unforgiving, and Francesca knew she could do noth

Lynn and Francesca found themselves in the kitchen, where Lynn insisted on cooking for Francesca.  "So, I'm confused." Francesca started.  Lynn waved at her to come closer to the kitchen island, "Okay. What about? Let's clear that right up."  

Francesca gripped the tray of refreshments that she was carrying, shocked at the scene before her. "Is everything alright?" she asked. Tristan let go of Jacob, looking a bit guilty as he straightened the collar of his shirt. Jacob did the same to his front, smirking, while Gavin and Calvin stayed in their seats looking uncomfortable."Yes, of course. Let me take that." Tristan smiled at Francesca, taking the tray from her. "Okay, um...it's just water though," Francesca said, still confused at the boys' reactions. "Lynn and I are heading to the cafe down the block. I was wondering if you guys want anything from there?" "Is it Starbucks? I'll only order if it's Starbucks." Calvin piped up in sudden interest, his previously sour mood brightening."Yes?" Francesca answered hesitantly. "Oh, I'll take a caramel macchiato, then. I love caramel." Calvin announced. Gavin cleared his throat, "My order's somewhat em

"So here's your office. I'm so sorry about the mess." Lnn said and Francesca tried not to yawn as Lynn showed her around her workspace. She didn't get much sleep last night, unable to rest from the dread that she felt in her chest. And even more so, unable to confront Tristan about what he was keeping from her. Needless to say, last night was overwhelming for Francesca, feeling like she knew more about her mate and then nothing at all.  "Hello, Francesca?" Lynn waved a hand in front of Francesca's face."Are you with me, I said, here are files...that need filing."  "Yea, of course. Noted." Francesca said, trying to sound sure.  Lynn briefly frowned at her, then turned back into showing Francesca the office, "So ledgers...I know nothing about that. I don't know why they're here. I'm pretty sure someone else is in charge of that."  Francesca tried not to laugh at Lynn's expression, momentarily forgetting her unsettling dilemma. As som

Tristan was in a bad mood. These past few days with them broken up, seeing her at work without being able to touch her was putting him on edge. That day, she had called Lynn and moved in with her the next day. Now his Beta was all over his case too, accusing him of being abusive to Francesca. Women can be so frustrating. On top of all this, Tristan was finally on the mission to discover who had been spying on him for Stefano this whole time. Only a few trusted men in his pack knew about his plan, with all of his human employees none the wiser, and he hoped they could catch the traitor today. Otherwise, he was really going to snap. Tristan spot his cousin Jacob on his usual spot at the board room table, deliberately not looking him in the eyes. Beside his cousin was Belinda Wong (nee Myers), the woman who he hired to marry him. Tristan smirked at how much of a hell their household might be, considering how the two hated each other. He felt sorry for his niece and nephew and wondered,