Semua Bab Tangled with both father and son: Bab 1 - Bab 5

Alpha Bambam “What’s a pretty damsel like you doing out here alone at this unholy hour?” I asked, my eyes scanning the little beauty before me. She looked so fragile, and I didn’t know if it was the dim light cast on me or the fact that I was already close to being drunk. “I figured I’m standing in your way. Maybe I should…” “Shh…” I stopped her before she could finish. “How about I lead you in myself? You look so worn out already.” “That would be nice,” she replied without a second’s delay. I gasped inwardly and led her in, blocking the mind link when Lucas tried to stop me. He was already waiting by the car. I didn’t care that I was half drunk when I ordered another bottle of champagne. It wouldn’t be a bad idea to drink away the sorrow coating my heart. Not that I had ever drunk this much before. But desperate times called for desperate measures. The little damsel before me didn’t say no, nor resist when I touched her lips, sipping the liquid that trailed from the corner

Four Years Later “Madam, we’re sorry, but you can’t have this site,” the lady at the counter said sadly. This was the fourth time this was happening to me, and for a brief moment, I wondered who could be behind it all. Had I wronged anyone in my past that I was unaware of? Because it was glaringly obvious that something was wrong. It couldn’t be a mere coincidence that every site I booked to start my small fashion school was taken from me at the last moment. Feeling utterly dejected, I booked a cab and left the registration stand, heading home. It wasn’t big, nor was it small, just a modest place on the outskirts of the pack, where I lived with Dad and my children, Henry and Annabella. He had told me that he found me at an accident scene years ago, helped me regain consciousness, and couldn’t let go after the doctor announced I was pregnant and suffered amnesia. It wasn’t my fault that I couldn’t remember anything from my past, or that I never had a wolf. But most times, I wish