Lahat ng Kabanata ng Fake Vow, True Luna: Kabanata 401 - Kabanata 410

Nathan“Thank you again for meeting with me, Mr. Forsythe,” I said, standing from the conference table and shaking the hand of the man who had been sitting across from me. “I’m certain that this agreement will benefit both of our packs.”Mr. Forsythe, the older Alpha who was shaking my hand now, gave me a curt nod. His eyes were a cold gray color, and his demeanor was just as cold. He was a good Alpha, though, and an even better businessman.“I certainly hope so,” he said in that gravelly tone of voice that had become oddly annoying to me over the past thirty minutes that we had been hashing out this plan. “With the land you’ve conceded to my pack, this logging business will finally have a chance to boom.”“And the profits?” I asked, just wanting to reiterate one last time in case he tried to pull the wool over my eyes.“Yes, yes,” Mr. Forsythe said with another curt nod. “As discussed: seventy-thirty split. My pack keeps seventy percent of the profits, and yours keeps thirty. For the

OliviaThe next morning, I found myself standing outside the front door to the bakery. It was still early in the morning, and with the twins in their stroller and my filled-out application in hand, I couldn’t help but wonder if I was making the right decision.The application had clearly stated that they were searching for a baker with a culinary arts degree; and considering the fact that I hadn’t even been able to go to college due to my father’s and my financial situation, I had a pretty good feeling that my application would wind up in the trash for the second time.But, then again, Nathan’s words echoed in my mind.“The worst they can say is no, right?”His words had truly bolstered my confidence, and besides, he was right; the worst they could say was no. And maybe it would be a little embarrassing, but I wouldn’t know until I tried. I had had plenty of rejections before in my life, anyway. What was one more?As I approached the bakery’s entrance, I hesitated for a moment, my hea

OliviaAfter the gossips walked away, I couldn't shake the feeling that had settled in my chest. Doubt gnawed at me, and I felt like I was making a big mistake by pursuing the bakery apprenticeship. I sighed and turned my attention back to the decorations and preparations for the First Snow Festival.“You should confront them,” my wolf said, annoyed at me. “You’re the Luna, and you’re allowing them to speak to you like that?”“People can have their opinions,” I replied inwardly with a soft sigh as I began tying the red ribbons around the tree branches. “As the Luna, I’d be better off letting their remarks roll off my back.”Jade growled ever so slightly in my mind. “But they’re not rolling off your back,” she complained. “They’re bothering you, making you question yourself. You shouldn’t just let them do that.”I let out another sigh. Jade was right; I shouldn’t have let them say things like that, and I especially shouldn’t have let their petty words bother me. But it was too late now

NathanThe meeting with Alpha Marcus from the neighboring pack had been arranged to discuss a trade route issue that had been causing tension between our two packs. As I sat across from him at the large oak table in the meeting room, I could sense his frustration.“Alpha Nathan,” Marcus began, his tone curt, “As you know, I’m here to address a matter that has been affecting my pack’s economy. Your new trade route is infringing on one of our established routes, and it’s causing us significant financial losses.”I leaned forward, my brows furrowing. “I understand your concerns, Alpha Marcus, but I was under the impression that you agreed to this route just last month. I’ve got your signature right here.”As I spoke, I pushed the contract toward him that we had both signed just a month ago. Marcus sighed, running a hand through his dark hair. “Look, I know I signed that,” he said, “but I couldn’t have foreseen these issues. My previous clients have been switching to your trade route out

OliviaAs I stood in the middle of the bustling park, on a sunny day just when it seemed as though things were looking back up after a tumultuous morning, I felt my heart sink.I couldn’t believe the call I had just received from Kylie, our wedding planner. I had just had a meeting with her not long ago and it seemed as though things were going perfectly fine, but when I heard her tense voice, I could feel my heart beginning to pound in my chest.“Olivia,” Kylie’s voice crackled through the phone, “we have a problem.”My breath hitched as I listened to her words. “What’s wrong, Kylie?” I asked, furrowing my brow.“Remember the beautiful location you and Nathan chose for your wedding?” she asked, her tone heavy with regret.“Yeah, of course,” I replied. How could I forget? The location was a picturesque venue overlooking the ocean, a place that Nathan and I had fallen in love with the moment we had set foot there. It was basically the location of our dream wedding. I had my heart set o