A Story Of Yesterday Novels & Stories

"Dominic has been calling me non-stop. I gave him the wrong coordinates and sent him off to an abandoned silver mine on the northside of the territory. Still, he's a powerful Alpha, so it won't be long before he realizes he's been tricked." It took a significant amount of effort to open my eyes. My hand instinctively moved to stroke my abdomen. The strong life force that had been pulsing in my womb had disappeared, leaving behind nothing but empty silence. When Aiden noticed my movement, he asked tentatively, "Do you regret it?" I didn't answer at first, just dug my nails into my palms. Only when I registered a sharp pain coming from them did I relax my fingers. Did I regret it? As if I woul

Even as the thought crossed my mind, I choked on the bread and almost passed out. As I scrambled to chug a glass of water to wash it down, the door opened. Yoran's burly form made the servant's room look especially small. Seeing him scowl at the bread, I quickly lowered my eyes while my heart pounded. Was he upset that I was a glutton? Still, seeing him not hiding his stare as he studied me from head to toe, I remembered the rumors about him in our past life. Yoran became the new Alpha by slaying his own father and his brothers, and he was a savage who loved to feast on human flesh.

There would be nothing left but emptiness. After that, my father never showed up again. One day, Little Zoe came home carrying a letter and a cake. My mother showed me the letter. It contained the address of the house my father had promised, along with a bank card that had two hundred million dollars in it. We did not move there. We never touched a single cent of that money. The following winter, I saw news from Harbor City on television. Rowan Xanders, a prominent entrepreneur, had died at the age of twenty-nine from an old injury.

[Found your hair on the floor, so I knocked 200 off your pay. I started typing that I had worn a cap. There was no way it was mine. My younger self called again. "Is it really Gideon? "I supported him through high school. I scraped by for three years and sent him money in secret. He said he'd remember. So how is he marrying Charlotte?" A blister had formed on my heel. I took a needle and popped it, cutting him off. "If you want the answer, start today. Complete two math sets and one full science paper every day. Learn fifty new words and do five reading passages."

My mind was elsewhere, replaying everything that had happened yesterday. I took a long sip of my coffee, my fingers tapping against the porcelain cup. Yesterday felt like a lifetime ago. I'd told Rigo my story—the truth about the Laurents and how they orchestrated my parents' deaths. The words came easier than I expected. I had planned on keeping everything locked inside, but something about the way Rigo listened made me feel like maybe he could help.