Moana“Ahem.”Ethan and I jerked our heads up from the portfolio of his childhood drawings, our train of conversation now broken, to see none other than Edrick standing in the doorway -- and he didn’t look happy.“Oh, hello,” I said, feeling a bit nervous under the billionaire’s strangely disapproving stare. “Ethan was just showing me some of his work.”Without a word, Edrick slowly walked into the studio. His shoes clicked loudly on the concrete floor, echoing through the room’s tall ceilings. For several long moments, the Alpha billionaire slowly circled the studio and looked at all of the art with his hands in his pants pockets. I noticed that he wasn’t looking around with wonder, like I had when Ethan first turned on the light, but rather with an almost disgusted look on his face. He almost seemed repulsed by the art, which was surprising considering the fact that he had plenty of expensive artwork hanging in both his mansion in the mountains and his city penthouse.Finally, Edric

EdrickI returned to the party with Moana, trying to quell my anger over seeing Moana and Ethan together. I wasn’t quite so much mad at her, although she should’ve been more professional, as I was mad at him. I knew that he was up to something… Always.“There you are, darling,” my mother said, reaching out and squeezing my hand as Moana and I approached.“Edrick,” my father suddenly said, pushing himself up from his chair. He didn’t like to admit it, but he was getting older and was starting to have some difficulty with sitting and standing. “Come with me. I’d like to talk to you.”I knew where this was going, but I also knew that I didn’t have a say with it as I watched my father walk away. My mother, who also knew what he was about to say, gave my hand another squeeze before I followed him.We walked over to the bar, where he ordered us each a glass of whiskey.“Here,” he said, shoving the glass of whiskey in my hand.“Thank you,” I replied, swirling the brown liquid around a bit in

Moana“Good morning.”I jumped, clasping my hand over my heart and taking in a sharp breath as I slipped out of Edrick’s room, only to be immediately met with a familiar voice.Ethan’s smiling face stared back at me. From one look at him, I knew that he knew that something was going on.“Uh-- I-It’s not how it looks like,” I stammered, looking around frantically with my back against the bedroom door in the hopes that no one else was watching.Ethan merely chuckled. “Are you really an au pair?” he asked. I could sense a hint of humor behind his voice and it helped me relax just a tiny bit, but I still feared that I had ruined Ethan’s impression of me. I liked him as a person and desperately did not want him to think that I was just after his brother for money or sex.“I am, I swear,” I replied, grabbing Ethan’s arm without thinking and pulling him away from the door in case Edrick was awake and listening. “I’m not a mistress, or anything like that.”“Well, not that it’s any of my busin

MoanaEthan dropped Ella and I off at the penthouse. As I stood on the sidewalk, I had just promised Ethan that I would go to his art exhibit… But now, as I looked over my shoulder to see Edrick standing in the doorway, I wished that I hadn’t.Edrick stormed toward us and took Ella by the hand, shooting me an angry look before stooping down to glare at Ethan through the car window.“How many times do I have to tell you to stop coming to my home?” Edrick growled. Before Ethan could respond, Edrick turned on his heel and stormed inside with Ella jogging behind him to keep up on her tiny legs.“Edrick, what’s the matter?” I called, running after him. “The usual driver got stuck in traffic. You can’t seriously be that angry--”The elevator doors open. Edrick stepped in with Ella, and I followed. I could feel him avoiding my gaze as he pushed the button that would take us back up to the penthouse.“What were you doing with him to begin with?” Edrick snarled, quietly so as not to frighten E

MoanaWhen I woke up the following morning to the sun streaming in through my window, Edrick was already gone. Yawning, I sat up and threw the covers off of myself before swinging my legs over the edge of the bed and standing.Ella was already wide awake when I left my room. In fact it seemed that the other servants were also wide awake, and all of them were standing in the living room with their wide eyes glued to the television. I furrowed my brow as I approached, finding this behavior strange -- especially for Selina, who was nervously clutching her apron.“What’s going on?” I asked as I joined the group. Amy merely raised her finger to her lips, then pointed at the television screen. I followed her finger, my own eyes widening as I saw what was being broadcasted.On the screen was a reporter standing in front of a crowd. Behind her, the crowd was marching back and forth with picket signs that depicted anti-werewolf sentiments, as well as images of both WereCorp’s logo and Edrick’s