Covet Tracy Wolff Novels & Stories

Reducing the possibility of my mother finding her. But to be safe, I must lie to her that I had an affair so that she would never want to see me again. However, an accident happened, and Olivia had a miscarriage, without our knowledge. This disrupted my plan and the wedding had to go on. When my wolf found out that Tracy Troy was my destined mate at the wedding, I realized that this was my only chance to save Olivia. Even if she was going to be hurt again, I had no choice. At least she was still alive and would live well in a place where I could see from afar.

She had a lot of potential, but she decided that the best thing for her to do was chase after a married man's child. If she would have never done that, she would not have met her early demise. I stood up from the couch and began walking upstairs. Tracy suddenly stepped forward and blocked my path. "I know there is no way Jonathan fell in love with you, so tell me, how much did he pay you to pretend to be his wife?" Tracy asked, crossing her arms as she stared at me. I did not look her directly in the eyes. I sidestepped, trying to walk away, but she stepped in front of me again.

Her small sound, soft, steady, wraps around my heart like a vow. And I know, without doubt, this is the ending we were always meant to find. Not broken. Not lost. But whole. Bound together not by chains, not by pain, not by fear. But by love. I am wedcuffed. Yes and for the first time in my life, I am glad never to be incuffed from this. ____________________________ THE END___________________________

Tracy's mouth fell and her eyes popped out in disbelief at the man's greed. “50 grand?" Tracy gushed. “You can't be serious," The man just shrugged. “Take it or leave it. Nothing less," “Hey, What's your name?" She snapped at him.. “The name's Victor…" “Well, you Victor is a very greedy man. How can you be so greedy?” She shouted at him. "Why would you want 50 grand? The Victor I know is not as greedy as you are. Gosh,” she ran her hands through her hair.

Tracy said as she picked up her phone and dialed a number. “Hey, Lucy How are you doing, Oh me? I’m alright. That’s good. Remember our plan to make you Damon’s wife? I have come up with a plan: Wesley Corporation does not sell out their share; only the Wesley family is in control. If you manage to get shares of Wesley Corporation, exactly that’s it. You are a smart one." Tracy nodded “But what do you think you can offer in exchange? Damon’s father wouldn’t accept money for it, don’t you think? That's right and you can’t just threaten him by saying you won’t marry his son if he doesn’t give you shares.“. she chuckled

’ Galvan wondered. "Shut up." Antonio gave him a cold glance. That glance silenced Galvan instantly, making cold sweat pour down his back. Tracy realized something was wrong and tried to stop Reuben. She stumbled toward him, tears welling in her eyes. She said pitifully, "Reuben... there must be some misunderstanding between us... I've always loved you..." 'If he really is the heir to the Falcone family, then I'll be the future godmother! I can't lose this opportunity!' Tracy pondered.

“You just claim that you need to ask your husband for his decision; if he refuses, you will claim that it wasn’t that you didn’t do it, but he did? I am so sure that you sure how he favors Eve more than he favors me, right?” Tracy looked at her mother with indifference, her heart already gone cold with everything that happened. Well, she went back to being the indifferent Tracy who had just walked into the Grants' mansion after being reborn. “Anyways, Miss Grant, if you don’t want to acknowledge me, just say so; please stop wasting my time. I need to go look for a cheap house to live in,” Tracy added, but Alaine understood those unsaid words. She, Alaine’s daughter, didn’t even have enough m

Tracy, you are holding information from me now? "You know I will never do that. we have known ourselves for four years, all there years have I not been good to you? Babe, you know how much I love you and all the things I've done for you over the years." Tracy said, clinging unto Adams neck like vines . "I know, love. and you know I love you too, right? but right now, I want to hear everything you and Luna talked about." "She agreed to pay me fifty million to kill you." Tracy told him.

"Red and yellow? That's rare. What else?" I thought back to our encounters. "He's proud, carries himself with pride. His movements are fluid, powerful. And those eyes... they seem to see right through me." Tracy leaned back, a sly grin spreading. "Look at you, having an interesting life! Werewolf drama, mysterious stalkers... you're living the paranormal romance novel." I laughed, despite the unease. "It's not funny, Tracy!" Tracy chuckled. "Sorry, sorry! But seriously, this wolf sounds intriguing. What do you think he wants?"

I answered. Tracy nodded. “See, this is for the completion of the spell. You just have to trust me,” she declared. I shut my eyes tight, sighing at the thought of having a witch’s mark on the side of my neck. A mark was very strong especially from someone like her, it was an insane adventure. A mark was more than the body, it was interwoven with all other things that made us wolves and half-human. “Trust you? Tracy, you think I should trust you?” I raised my brows incredulously. How could she even speak of trust even after everything her partner did to Alexander? She helped him. How could I trust someone who was madly in love with my enemy?