Semua Bab Howl of Regrets: Bab 41 - Bab 45

Hillary's P O VThe third hearing is in three hours.The tension in my office is rising.Felicia sits at my desk blankly staring at the last result we thought would help Jennifer with the case. I crack my knuckles, pacing the office, thinking of what to do. To be honest, I'm considering Lester's offer, but the last thing I want to do is make the defendant take the fall. All the evidence is against Jennifer, and even her family and friends testified against her.“Ouch,” I exclaim at the pain that explodes through one of my knuckles that was wrongly cracked.“Be careful.” Felicia slants her head to regard me, her face etched with concern. “Hope you're not thinking of taking the alpha king's offer.” When I hesitate, she adds, her eyes narrow, “Are you?”“Of course not,” I say with certainty, wrapping my hurting finger in my hand.“Good,” she says with a nod and takes her gaze back to the DNA result, her voice rough and low. “Goddess, that wolf is constantly looking for a slight chance to

My gaze falls to the immaculate marble floor that should be coated with dust. Not only is the unknown wolf making my favorite meal, but they also cleaned the living room. The mother I know won't show up in a secluded mansion she has no knowledge of unless she found out about it, but how did she get in?Curious to know the wolf who's messing with me, I dash towards the kitchen.My mouth hangs open when I see the last person I'd expect walk out of the kitchen with two plates of steak. I stop completely in my tracks, lost at her undying beauty. Her bobbed hair is in a small ponytail. The hottest part of her appearance is the white long-sleeve shirt she's in, my shirt. Though it's too big, it looks sexy on her.Hillary's setting them down when I reach the dining room.Wait. How did she know about my favorite meal?It doesn't matter. What matters is that she's here. In my shirt. In my place.She tilts her head to me, her face lights up with a smile that steals my breath. “I borrowed your s

At exactly half past five, I entered my closet to arrange my clothes into a suitcase. Now it's twenty-eight minutes past six, and I'm still in here, sorting out what should go into the box and what shouldn't. I puff and pause for a moment to look at the mess I've made. Four more suitcases are lying on the floor, and different clothes and underwear that I decided to leave behind at the last minute are littered on the counter and on the bench.Hit by the realization I just gave myself an extra work, I fold my hands, my shoulders slouched. This is too much. And to think I'm doing all these things for a wolf that may give me cold feet when we meet only makes my shoulder slouch further, like an old she-wolf's.I still cringe when I remember how jealous he got yesterday evening. Ruling out the fact that I'm not Benjamin's mate, I doubt Benjamin would have let me pursue my career if he were Lester, who's a jealous type. Lester has a trophy wife who barely does anything and doesn't have a car