[SANDRA] An hour later the Stevens sisters were ready to go meet the Franzels. As usual, Sandra was dressed back though this time she was dressed in sweatpants and a crop top. Her hair was released and well laid back. She looked so dashing and so beautiful that for a moment, Gemma wondered if they were logging in to some beauty contest on a high fashion runway. Sandra was always pretty, but damn, today, she looked like she was the goddess of beauty and wanted everything that she could get to work with. She was darling too."Damn girl, you really are doing this, you look good little sis," Gemma said as she took in her sister's appearance. She turned to Sandra and gave her a final once over and when she was convinced, Gemma just smiled at her sister. Sandra looked happy today, and it was almost hard to tell that she was hiding betrayal and so many heartbreaks at the same time. She was determined to get through the day, no matter what happened and she wasn't going to falter just beca

[SANDRA] "I’m here.”"Great, now can we get this shit show on the roa… By what the fuck is he doing here?” Gemma said when he noticed the person who had just made an appearance.At least it was obvious that Gemma Stevens hadn't been expecting him, but they both should have known that wherever the Franzels were there would always be a Marshall caping with them. Gemma was pissed and she couldn't imagine what her best friend was currently going through at the moment."Hello Sandra, or should I say, Gina?” Aztec greeted and for a movement there, Sandra felt like she had just been sprayed by solid water. It was obvious she hadn't been expecting her mate to be here, but maybe fate would always have a different perspective. Of course it was the duty of the alpha to always show up for his pack members in scarce of a scandal and right now the great Aztec Marshal had come to be Franzel's backup and with him, was Rodrigo. Oh how it seemed so perfect and convenient for them. Sandra looked at

[AZTEC] "Y'know what, they declared war on me and mine. Screw the rules, Aztec Marshall. They wanted war and they will get it. Don't blame me for what will happen to them next," Sandra said to Aztec who had picked up when she had called him. He had been expecting her to tell him to keep his people in check but he had never expected that she would call him when there were screams in the background. It was all so loud where she had called and frankly, Aztec was worried for her.He was aware that she could handle herself but this time, he could tell that it was different. This was the kind of rage that made him feel uneasy. Something was happening and if his woman was hurt, then Sandra didn't even have to worry about the Franzels. Aztec would bring them down on her behalf and they wouldn't even stop to think of the consequences. He was going to make them pay. When Sandra hung up, Aztec’s phone rang again and this time, Rodrigo’s phone rang too.In their experience that was never a goo

[SANDRA] "The confession. Now,” Aztec said and that was all it took for the Fresnels to turn on the camera and start streaming their apology and confession."Good afternoon Adamera. We as the Franzels come forward to offer our apologies and sincere condolences to everyone that died because of our company. As it stands, everything we were accused of was true. “We were negligent and greedy and we did whatever we wanted to, to get the money, now that we think about it, we overreached. For so many years we misuse the trust the public had in us as we used that to make the terrible drugs. “We will recall all our products from the shelves and reimburse the entrepreneurs who were affected by the move. After this confession, we will surrender ourselves to the joint authority of the werewolves and the humans and face the trial with the highest penalty. “Our daughter, Scarlet, was at the center of this and we should have seen it earlier. Hwoeve rthat won't matter now, because she is dead. So

[AZTEC]‘You had her, and you lost her. Now it seems like you're gonna lose her again.’‘How many more times does she have to be hurt before you realize what you’re doing to her?’‘You should have let her go, when she left, but you keep roping her into every disaster in your life.’‘You don't deserve her.’‘She’s too good for you.’Aztec Marshall was in a fight with his subconscious. It kept reminding him of everything that he had done wrong and how he could have fixed all of this earlier, but he was too much of a coward to even work it out. He had had the chance to step up, to get her back, to fight for her.He had promised to give her a good life at the altar, and while that had been an illusion for a moment, he should have been kinder to her. He should have done better, and he knew it. Funny how all of this was coming at him when he was headed to another accident that involved her. He wasn't good for her and he knew it, but how was he supposed to teach his heart to hold on and fig