Katherine.My hands froze around my teacup which was midway to my mouth and I dropped it with a sigh as I remembered the conversation I had with dad the previous night.'What was your discussion with Conrad about the lumber mill?' he had asked and then took a small bite of his steak.'I don't remember having one with him, why?' He pinned me down with his gaze, a trick he used when I was younger to get the truth out of me but, I was no longer little so, I returned his gaze with the same intensity with which he was looking at me. He exhaled deeply, 'the earlier you left that man, the better for the both of us. For you especially.' He took out a folded white paper from his pocket, held it up to my face before dropping it in front of me and tapping on it continuously as though I hadn't gotten that he wanted me to read it.Taking a quick glance at him, I picked the paper and read through it. My face turned pale as I assimilated the content of the letter, I couldn't believe what I had read

Conrad“Alpha Conrad?” Frank called, tapping me and pulling me away from my thoughts, and I raised my eyes up to see thirty-two curious eyeballs staring at me.Crap! I must have spaced out during the meeting. Again, that was the third meeting I was attending for the day and the nth time I was spacing out, that same day.“We were asking what your thoughts on Jordan’s opinion are.” I looked at Frank and the aforementioned Jordan, who was staring at me as if his life depended on my approval of the said opinion. But, I wasn’t listening. I didn’t know the topic they were discussing, let alone know what Jordan’s opinions were. My mind was all wrapped in thoughts around Katherine and the weird messages that I have been getting from her. I had tried calling her earlier to confirm those texts, but I could not reach her. I called Riccardo, called Sammie and Atlas -the two other warriors who went with her- but, for some unknown reason, none of their lines were going through.“Yeah, uhm,” I clea

Katherine.“Who is this?” Dad spat out of anger and rage, “isn't this the man you said is being kind to you? That treats you with love and respect? Isn't he?” He was pointing to the television, “is this what you call the love? Is this how he respects you? Going after other women? Melody,” dad called as he tsked and shook his head continuously with disappointment clearly visible in his face.I was disappointed in myself. Disappointed at Conrad too, but, mostly, at myself.How did I not see this? How did I fall for his lies? I had always thought, throught out my whole life that I had lived, that I was smart enough to see through people. But Conrad, for the second time, had made me a fool.I looked away from dad and locked my eyes on the television that still had the video of the girl and Conrad in view, with Conrad who was now sharing a celebratory drink with the lady.Did he truly never love me? I asked myself as tears swelled up in my eyes. The first time was obvious, but this time? W

Katherine.It was as though doing the littlest things excited me, perhaps, it was my coping mechanism and I was glad and happy about it. My mind was starting to get more focused on myself and my child and less of Conrad. It was hard, though, to stop thinking about him, but I was glad my thoughts were no longer centered on him.My mind lately was focused on the business trip which was a few days ahead. I had several meetings with the companies shareholders and I had business deals to close, deals that would double the pack's financial status. I had many people to meet, Alpha's and commanding wolves from all works, big tycoons and each person had a deal which I couldn't afford to loose.Dad had tried to make me sit back at home because of my pregnancy but I didn't want to stay back, I wanted to be there to help close the deals, I wanted to be helpful to the pack.The door to Aiden's office which I now shared with him opened and he walked in with Sophia."The files should be ready before

KatherineWalking into my office while breathing out in relief, I realized that I still had so much preparation to do as it concerned the conference in Italy, and the only way that I could not freak out was to study more. After taking one of the supplements that the doctor had given to me, I placed myself on the couch that I found most comfortable in the room, and began going through things that might help me during the presentations. I could not afford for anything to go wrong, though there was this resolve within me that everything would be fine anyways.I pulled the resources open, glancing through them with my eyes squinted. I also had to recheck my speech plan to make sure everything was in place. If for any reason, the whole closing deals and pushing forward of business contracts did not go well, it would be blamed on my pregnancy and they would have me take a long leave which I did not want, as being idle was only going to give me space to think about Conrad. For my health,