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The thrill of danger felt just as good on the return trip. I’m full of adrenaline and energy. Why can’t I be happy? Beau sobers first, catching sight of something across the garage. Or… someone… Wyatt stands there. He’s holding a can of wax and a rag. And he’s openly glaring at us. “Stay here, Nanny,” Beau says, and starts walking toward Wyatt. “What are you going to do?” I ask. “Stay here,” he says, fiercer. I’ve never heard him snap like that.

d. At the age of 16, no one is allowed to go inside the club unless you are with someone powerful and my girlfriend is so fucking rich and powerful that she has these privilege. My blood boiled more thinking of our differences until I saw some of my classmates and asked them if they can let me inside of the club.

“And now I'm being boring and just talking about myself. Sorry.” “Definitely not boring,” Wyatt assured her. The fact that she was divorced didn't bother him. Many of the women he met were divorced. He grinned over at her. “You have any siblings?” “Why? You want to know if I have a younger sister you can date?” she teased. She grinned at him. “I don't have a little sister. I have a little brother, but he's married.” “Aw shucks,” Wyatt replied with a fake disappointed look.

Before I can make any kind of decision, Lillian loops her arm through his, “Come on casanova. At least with your brand you will have time to develop your speaking skills when talking to girls. Sky might even be nice and pretend like you didn’t just stutter your way through that compliment.” Wyatt and I laugh as we veer off to our floor. “He’s never going to live that down, for the rest of his life and he knows it.” Wyatt laughs. I go to protest, but he stops me, “Don’t you dare try and make him feel better. He rarely makes mistakes or is wrong about anything, just give me this one thing to hold over his head, please.” He’s literally begging me. What has my life come to?

Epilogue Fifteen years have gone by, there has been so many changes. Wyatt and Hailey are eighteen, Wyatt is in Alpha training. Hailey is following in Melody’s footsteps, becoming a doctor. On her eighteenth birthday she found out she can heal as her mother can. Anthony and Melody sat down and told them about Alpha Kevin and the other pack. Neither one wanted to leave their pack. Wyatt will become the alpha of this pack when he graduates. Dalton and Austin, the twin boys, are becoming the betas of the pack.

Sequel Maeve, 20 years old My best friend Wyatt is finally returning from his journey. He has been gone for four years, traveling together with his father Ryan and bodyguard Giovani to find laser surgery for his eyes. Wyatt had poor eyesight growing up. He was the bullied child, a skinny kid who followed me around like a lost puppy. Few words came out of his lips, and so I stepped in to defend him every time the other guys our age would pick on him.

Chapter 2 *BRITTANY’S POV* Wyatt Hayden. A 26th year old billionaire. Owns Wyatt company. Net worth 23.2Billion. Relationship status- single. ______ I groaned, taking my eyes off my phone. Why the hell am I going through Hayden’s biography. “You need to know about your husband, duh!” My subconscious said. “Eww! He isn’t my husband..he is...” I stopped when I realized I’m talking to myself.

I love a good business deal and she was a part of it. To Sandrine and her father I am Wyatt Hayes, CEO of Hayes Enterprises, Billionaire and single, never seen parading women, a man that keeps to himself but enjoys the good things money can buy, good cars, expensive watches, tailored suits, eating in expensive restaurants. What they don’t know is that I am The Reaper. The man her father fears the most, the man every man has nightmares about.

Wyatt wailed dramatically. "Bear with it," Tyler Walters said, holding a cutter. The moment the cutter touched the bottle, Wyatt started squirming uncontrollably. "Doctor, your hands better not shake. I won't spare you if you hurt me. I've got connections all over this hospital!"

Wren unfolding before her. Victor hurried forward, pulling his daughter along. "Mr. Wren, so you were… We had no idea you were posing as a bodyguard. Had we known, we would never have been so inattentive. Please, don't take offense." Wyatt glanced at them coolly and raised a hand for the orchestra to stop. "Thank you all for attending," he said. His voice was calm, yet the room fell silent. "In conjunction with my birthday, I have something to announce tonight."