Todos los capítulos de The Secretary's Unexpected Mate : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

Alicia's POV It was finally here; the one day of the year that always filled me with so much excitement and anticipation: our third wedding anniversary with my beloved husband, Alpha Andrew Wright. I had spent weeks preparing for this moment, wanting to look perfect for him with the little I had. My heart raced with a mix of eagerness and anxiety. I hoped that tonight, he would see me as more captivating than ever and be unable to look away from me. I hoped he wouldn't give me the cold shoulder as always. As I sat before the mirror in the Silver Fang Pack beauty salon, my hand holding a magazine that I barely glanced at, I forced myself to maintain a bright, hopeful smile. The salon's meticulous attention to my fur and skin had left me glowing, but the excitement was tinged with a sharp edge of longing. My thoughts were entirely consumed with Andrew, imagining the moment we would finally be together. Each brush of the beautician’s hand felt like a promise of the night to come, b

Alicia's POV Two Days Later “Get dressed quickly; we wouldn’t want to be late for the charity gala! And don’t forget the necklace!” Andrew’s deep, cold voice commanded abruptly the moment he was done preparing. In his black suit, he dashed out of the room without looking at me. I tried my best to be quick, but just as I reached for the necklace, the loud ringing of my phone caught my attention. Picking it up, I placed it to my ear. “Hello, who is…” I began, but a tense voice echoed from the other side of the line. “Luna Alicia, you have to hurry! Your mother has just been hospitalized. You need to get here right away!” “What?” I gasped, my eyes widening in shock. “My mother?” I repeated, desperate to make sense of the news. “Hurry!” The call ended abruptly, leaving me with a rush of panic and uncertainty. It was the day of the charity gala, an event I was supposed to attend with Andrew. But now, my mother was in the hospital, and I was torn. What was I supposed to do? Before I

Alicia's POV “Andrew will always love one person, Alicia, and we both know that it'll always be me! After all, you saw the photos… he had me in his arms all night!” Veronica's taunts hurt me deeply. All I could do was lie in bed, tossing and turning, replaying her cruel words in my mind. Her words made me both angry and heartbroken. For years, Andrew had never touched me or shown me any real affection. Yet now, he was lying on the same bed as Veronica, his stepsister. Did you really need to go this far to show how much you hate me? Did you really need to go this far to make me feel like I disgust you, Andrew? I bit my lip hard, trying to hold back the tears that were threatening to fall down my ashen cheeks. The sadness I felt, knowing that Andrew had always cherished and wanted Veronica more than me, made it almost impossible for me to sleep after a long, exhausting day at the hospital. As dawn approached, I was still wide awake, with dark circles forming under my eyes. The nigh

Alicia's POV. It felt as though my world was unraveling, the agony almost unbearable. My mother, the one person who had always been there for me, was gone… she was dead. My whole world collapsed. In the next few minutes, I couldn’t understand what was happening around me. I refused to accept the truth, the horrible truth. The doctor and the nurses left me, and the door to the emergency unit creaked open. My heart dropped as I turned toward the door, only to be met with the harrowing sight of my mother’s body being wheeled out on a stretcher. She was covered from head to toe with a stark white sheet, a cruel act indicating her death. My eyes widened in deep pain, the tears momentarily freezing in my eyes as the gravity of the scene hit me with a jarring force. Slowly, I forced myself to stand, my legs shaking uncontrollably beneath me, each step toward the stretcher feeling like an eternity. The stretcher halted in front of me. I moved closer, my heart pounding with an intense,

Alicia's POV. “It’s hard to say this, but goodbye, Mom.” Hot tears trickled down my face as I stood close to my mother’s grave, watching the men I had hired cover her corpse. I wore all black, with black gloves signifying her death. My daughter, Elisa, stood right beside me, her eyes watching her grandmother being covered as well. It was a painful sight, the kind that brought nothing but hurt, sadness, and fear. With the black umbrella in my grip, I shielded myself and my daughter from the cold rain, avoiding its touch on our skin. It was a rainy day, and I was certain it was meant to show that the Moon Goddess had accepted my mother’s body. “Mommy?” Elisa turned to look at me, a worried expression on her face. “Isn’t Daddy coming to see Granny?” she asked, her tender voice echoing in the graveyard. “No, honey…” I sniffed as I shook my head. “He wasn’t invited. Maybe next time.” I lied. I wasn’t sure what to say to her. I had planned and attended the burial alone with my daughter