Semua Bab A Bond Not Meant To Be : Bab 61 - Bab 67

The Collation Centre buzzed with tension.The wide hall was filled with candidates, security, and a few elite reporters. Cameras were placed in every corner, ready to stream the results live to every werewolf pack in the kingdom.It was a rule in the constitution, every candidate must be physically present during the collation and announcement of results.Mitch Jones sat quietly at the far end of the candidate row. His hands were clasped together, elbows resting on his knees. He looked down at the cold marble floor, not wanting to look at the confident, smiling face of Kane Chalow, his main opponent and the favored candidate of the Executive Council.All around Mitch, the air felt tight. Even the lights above seemed to heat him up.Kane moved from one candidate to another, shaking hands, laughing, slapping backs. Most of the other elites didn’t even hide their admiration."Congratulations in advance," one of the candidates said to Kane with a smirk.Kane grinned. "Let’s wait for the o

Edward climbed into his car and slammed the door shut. He leaned back in the seat and closed his eyes. What was he supposed to do now? His phone started ringing. It was his mother.He sighed deeply and rejected the call. Why were they calling him now? His feelings had never mattered to them before.Right now, only one thing mattered. He had to get home fast. He needed to see Lucille, to talk to her, before it was too late.Without thinking, Edward started the car. “I have to go,” he said aloud.He stepped on the accelerator, and drove off. The tires screeched as he sped down the road.His heart pounded as he drove, his thoughts racing even faster. Lucille.She had once asked him if he would give up everything, his name, his ambition, his place among the elites, just to be with her. That night, he hadn’t answered her. Now he had his answer.Yes, he was willing to leave everything for her.His hands tightened around the steering wheel. He pushed the car faster. She needed to hear it fro

Lucille never expected the woman at the tall white house to offer her the job so quickly, but she did. Her name was Mrs. Edith Marklins, and she lived with her husband and their teenage daughter, Lily. They were nothing like the Jones family. The Marklins treated Lucille with kindness and respect from the very beginning.“You can start tomorrow morning,” Mrs. Marklins had said with a gentle smile. “We’ll provide your meals, and there’s a spare room at the back of the house. You can stay there if you’d like.”Lucille had been speechless. She nodded quickly, blinking back tears. “Thank you. Thank you so much, ma’am.”Then she hesitated. "Please ma'am. I just arrived the city. I don't know anyone. No where to stay. Can I...just..move in immediately?""Of course!" Mrs. Marklins responded without hesitation.That same day, Lucille had a roof under her head. Not just any roof, but a perfect one.The room was big. A large bed stood in the middle. The walls were, painted peach. Several pict

Lucille didn’t give up.Every day, she applied to more jobs. Some companies didn’t reply. Others sent rejection emails that all sounded the same:“We regret to inform you…”She had read those words so many times, they no longer hurt. But today felt different.She had walked a long way to reach the office of Norrcom Allied Solutions, a company that specialized in business partnerships. She had seen the job ad online. Partner Relations Officer, and knew she was perfect for it.But when she arrived and gave her name at the gate, the same thing happened again.“What pack are you from?” the receptionist asked at the security booth.Lucille took a shaky breath. “Downtown Pack.”The woman barely looked at her. “I’m sorry. Only elite pack members may enter. Company policy.”Lucille stepped aside.She didn’t argue. She was too tired.She walked to a bench nearby and sat down. The building stood tall in front of her, made of blue glass and steel. It looked clean, modern, and powerful. Everythin