"What did he say?" Ashly asked as Alex hung the phone; he looked stressed after taking it to his brother. "I don't know Ashly; he said he was not sure. He doesn't know how to face you after that stupid phone call." Ashly nods her head in understanding; she can understand Sam. "Yeah, but it's not his fault; your grandfather was the one who didn't give him a choice". "I now remember everything, Ashly; you know it's really frustrating for Sam. He really doesn't want to do this, but or Grandfather, he just..." "He told him to call me; otherwise, your grandfather will make sure no one treats your disease, which actually doesn't exist in the first place". Alex nodded, and he rested his head on his mate's lap. "He really plays dirty; he and my father both play dirty. And it's all because you are Omega. Seriously, Ashly, I want to kill my father." Ashly chuckled and smacked her mate's head. "You are not doing any other stupidity; you are not Alpha of any pack now, and our son needs hi

“Do you think my dad is still downstairs?” Ashly asked lazily, nuzzling at Alex's shoulder. She was really not happy when she learned about Man visiting them. Even Ashly told him last time to stay away from her and her family. But of course he is not going to listen to her, and on top of that, he doesn't want Adom to know about the tension between them. He really loves Man and for him, Man is the coolest grandpa. She really doesn't want to take away her son's happiness just because of her anger toward him. But she also can't forgive him; Ashly really doesn't understand what she is going to do with Man and how she will make Adom understand about their not-so-good relationship. “Dunno,” Alex mumbled, and he got a mouthful of wispy hair for his effort. He lifted his head a bit and added, “I might’ve made him mad, you know; I said to him something that is actually not good for his ears.” “Mm, I’ll let him stew a bit longer, then, and I hope you keep fighting everyone who tries to come

“I’m lots of fun,” Alex said with a pout, letting go of her to go find his phone. “Look, I’m about to call my sister and tell her, 'Oh, by the way, I have a kid who’s the same age as your own; it happened when I left my mate because of my shitty father.' That’s going to be all kinds of fun. What do you think, baby?” “You’re right, it's really fun. I want her to kill you, or at least kick your ass really hard,” Ashly said while clapping her hands, then bouncing down onto the bed and gazing up at her mate expectantly. “Put it on speaker. I want to hear her chew you out. Or let's record it so we can hear it whenever we want. What do you say, baby?” Alex did one better and video-called her instead. She was visibly ready to scold him when she answered, until she spotted Ashly next to him. She already knows what Ashly looks like; Alex shows her his pictures, and Ashly is also a famous businesswoman. And as an omega, Ashly was the first to achieve many things in her life. “Oh my God, Ash

Flashback continue:- Due to the unusual climate, a recent period of heavy rain filled the pool in the forest with water, and the strewn dead trees that surrounded it reflected on the murky water surface with mist to create a dreamlike beauty. Maybe it's because on weekdays, there are no other tourists in the small forest except Sam and Monika. They stood on a fallen tree by the pool and admired the beautiful scenery in front of them. In the silence, Monika's cold hand quietly took Sam's. She turned her head and looked at the person beside her—the golden sun shining through the woods. Sprinkled on Sam, as if surrounded by the holy light, Sam made Monika feel inexplicably brilliant and lonely. Sam's big, slender, and deep eyes stared thoughtfully at something in the forest. Monika followed his gaze and found a bird's nest on the top of the towering dead wood. Inside, an unknown bird was dormant. It's incubating the egg, and the other bird is accompanying him and rubbing against each ot

She always feels it in her stomach. hollowing anguish, coiling around her guts, taking up every space, rough and sore. It’s shock at first, smothering all other emotions. Shock is followed by betrayal, anger, and cold-hearted resolve. Tears keep falling and falling, wetting her hands, clothes, her phone, and their smiling faces. Then she thinks it’s clear enough. He has a new love and a new life, and isn’t it better and easier if he doesn’t have to explain anything to her? The photos disappear in the bin, and she’ll pretend it was never hers to wear. He doesn’t want to hear it anyway. Not a word, not a single one, not from her mouth, not in her voice, not while seeing her face. Never again. Monika understands everything now. It all makes sense. She can get over it; she will; she’s done it before. She can’t get over it. She takes out the pictures from the bin before anyone can get rid of them, and she keeps them in a box even when she moves. She drinks too much to drown out the