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Vanya POV I sat on the couch in the living room, my eyes fixed on the television but my mind elsewhere. The TV flickered images of a children's cartoon, but I wasn't really watching. Emily sat across from me, a small smile on her face as she talked animatedly about the kids' upcoming soccer game.I nodded absentmindedly, trying to focus on what Emily was saying, but my thoughts kept drifting back to the office, to the confrontation with Cian, and the strange way Tara had been acting."..and Andrew is so excited" Emily was saying, her eyes sparkling with warmth. "He's been practicing his kicks every evening.""That's great," I replied, forcing a smile. "We'll make sure to be there."As I said the words, I noticed Emily's smile falter slightly, her gaze shifting nervously towards the hallway.Before I could ask what was wrong, Marco walked into the room, his presence instantly changing the atmosphere. The lightheartedness of the conversation dissipated, replaced by a tense silence."Va

Vanya's POV I sat in my office, flipping through some documents, trying so fervently to focus on work. But my mind raced with thoughts of Emily and Marco. Something was definitely off between those lot, and it was eating at me. Marco had always been so protective of me, always on my side. But with Emily, his countenance was different. Utterly distant. Cold, even. I couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to their story than either of them were willing to admit to me.The door to my office opened slightly, and Emilia, Marco's wife gestured the door open slightly, poking her head in. "Vanya my dear,""Emilia!" I called out in surprise. Emilia rarely came this way, especially not to my work place."How are you Vanya?" She asked as she closed the door behind her."I'm doing okay, just trying to get some work done yunno" I said as my smile met my eyes "What brings you to my little kingdom, don't tell me you wanna host a party too?"Emilia let out a loud laugh before she settles in

Vanya's PovFor about two days now, I relished the silence, the absence of Cian's constant, oppressive presence. It was a welcome reprieve, a chance to breathe freely without the weight of his manipulative schemes pressing down on me. The air seemed lighter, and the sunlight felt warmer as I allowed myself to sink into a sense of peace I hadn't experienced in a while. Work became my sanctuary, and without the incessant distractions of Cian's games, I was finally able to immerse myself in my responsibilities.The stacks of papers and the glowing screen before me were comforting in their normalcy. For the first time in what felt like forever, I could focus on something other than the toxic pull of my past with Cian. I threw myself into my work, staying late at the office to finish projects that had been languishing due to my divided attention. My team noticed the shift, my focus and determination contagious, lifting the spirits of everyone around me. The whispers and concerns that had

Vanya's POV I sat at my desk, still reeling from the encounter with the alpha earlier that morning. The moment he had walked into my office, I had felt the shift in energy. He was a tall, imposing figure with the telltale dominance that only an alpha could exude. His presence made the air thick, and for a moment, I had forgotten how to breathe. I had heard about him through the whispers of other wolves, but meeting him in person had been a shock."You're Vanya Jacobs" he had said, his deep voice filling the room. "I've heard much about you."I nodded in a bid to try to mask my surprise. "Yes, I am. And you are?""Alpha Magnus" he replied with a slight smile, clearly enjoying my discomfort. "I represent a collective of alphas in Europe, and we've heard of your reputable catering services. We have an important event coming up and would like you to handle it."I straightened in my chair, my professional demeanor taking over. "Okay, and what kind of event would that be?""The Blood Moon

Vanya's POV:My fingers trembled as i dialed number after number, my heart racing with each failed attempt. The Blood Moon Ball was approaching faster than I could handle, and my entire career hinged on making this event a success. But with my primary meat supplier cutting ties with me just days before the event, I felt as though the walls were closing in on me. The ball wasn't just another event it was the event. The werewolf community celebrated the Blood Moon with great reverence, and failing to deliver on this scale could ruin me. For life My phone rang out into silence as yet another supplier turned me down."Dammit!" I cursed under my breath, slamming my phone onto the desk.My frustration boiled over, but I didn't have time to dwell on it. My mind was already racing for alternatives. I pulled up contacts, scrolling through potential new suppliers when the door to my office creaked open.I looked up, and my stomach tightened. Standing in the doorway, dressed in an expensive, ta