Romans & histoires Chandra Schwartz

At the entrance of the doctor’s chamber, she asked, “Should I wait?” I shook my head. “I will be able to navigate my way back. Don’t wish to disrupt your duty.” She bowed and walked away. I took a deep breath before entering. The pack doctor, a female beta wolf in her late 40s, immediately stood up when I entered. “I wasn't expecting your visit to be this soon. I am honoured to meet you, luna. This one is Georgia.” Yet again, I acknowledged this with a nod and introduced myself. “I’m Kathryn.” I wouldn’t be honest if I answered with a ‘Same here'.

"Uh, oh… sorry about that. I didn't realize that you had a mate. And it’s Nix, that’s unbelievable. Sorry and congratulations to both of you." I accepted his apology. "No worries. No harm done." The girl shook her head at his denseness. "I'm Chloe, and this is Greg and Soren." Greg shook my hand. "If you didn't pick it up, Chloe is my mate." I said, "Yes, I noticed." I tilted my head as I examined Soren. "And your mate is Cassie from the library, right? I met her earlier today, she seems nice." Soren shook his head. "No, I haven't met my mate yet."

"Fuck that, I mean who are you?" "Well, if you insist. I'm Chynna Wei - Steel. I'm 32, A mother to two cute boys, and the wife to Alexander Steel. I'm a Psychologist -- amongst other things --, world renowned, and I'm here to help you find your healing, Caden." I stare at her unbelievably, and I say "Yeah, no."

They hadn’t even had the chance to present before being dismissed. Britney smiled faintly, not intending to shake his hand. “If I’m not mistaken, you’re Mr. Schwartz, right?” Though she asked, she was sure of her knowledge. Before coming here, she had done some research on InnoVerve Design’s management and had memorized their names.

An elegantly dressed woman slowly walked in, her high heels clacking against the floor. Several more lights in the warehouse flickered on, allowing Sydney to see the woman clearly. Chandra looked down at her and asked coldly, "How was your nap, Miss Harper?" Sydney gasped for air, water dripping from her face as she swallowed with difficulty. Her throat was dry, and so were her lips. She asked in a hoarse voice, "Why are you doing this? What do you want?" Chandra was a wealthy socialite and had money in the bank. Sydney was certain that she wasn't doing this for money.

Liam interjected. "Really? I thought she was a lonely widow." Liam was slightly surprised but then normalized his expression. "She's a dignified widow. You don't need to pity her because the lives of those who criticize her are far more pitiful and lonely." Checkmate. Liam wasn't exaggerating; everyone knew who the Chandra family was and how their power and wealth could silence the criticism of thousands. "Okay, we're done, Cath!" shouted the lead cameraman. Dhira and a makeup artist approached Catherine, wiping her sweat and touching her makeup.

He was a world-famous physician who had saved thousands of lives. For Socha, Ramirez was not just a leader, he was her role model. She had read every book he ever wrote, so she was very excited to be working with him, and her heart felt full of pride. But not everyone was happy with her being there. Dr. Chandra, a middle-aged woman with a very sharp face and cold eyes, was one of those people. Chandra was a doctor who had spent many years in expensive schools, and she was very proud of her degrees. She felt like it was a big insult to the medical profession to have an ordinary healer like Socha in the meeting.

It’s the truth, not everyone can resist a hot, handsome, and strong alpha. “Alright, everyone settle down, I know you want to catch up with your friends about the amazing things that happened to you, but the stories can wait. Kingsley, sit down now before I make you.” Mrs Smith is a new teacher and she was appointed to be our home room teacher seeing that she’s the only one who can put the toughest students in their place. Mrs Smith is fond of applauding me for my hard work and good grades. Many of my classmates say she does that to be on my good side.

Jacob’s POV The girl’s name is Calista Caitlynn, a nineteen year old omega. She speaks to me with enough wisdom and intelligence that not all women have, by her looks and her figure I even thought I could marry my son to her instead, only that she lacks the name for it. I could still picture how she gasped for air the moment I touched her, it felt like she wanted me to do more of that. She’s perfect as a whore, to be honest, but she’s even more perfect to serve.

**** "Life is tough. But every challenge makes a person stronger. It is up to you if you are going to step forward or take a step back. Just don't forget to pray and ask for guidance from our creator above. I am Angela, who has in mind that pure love is impossible for a prostitute like me but changed when a brave man proved it is possible. I am now signing off." The End.