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And act like I didn’t do any nasty thing with Morgan. Just as I opened my office’s door to walk out, Helen’s sweet smile greeted me. “Helen? What are you doing here at this hour?” I asked, confused. Helen is one of our maids. She is young and innocent. But I know she has a secret crush on Morgan. Too bad, Morgan’s attention is on mine and I bet she can’t turn it into herself. “Uhm, Mr. President. Good morning, I’m sorry if I interrupted you but I just want to give this to you.”

She got down with her phone on the right hand and her car key on the left hand and walked unbotheredly towards her apartment. She lives at the outskirts of Crystal Hills, a small town in Big Raven. This place only house few people that wants a quiet place and one of them is Kristen. She has been here for five years after leaving home because her step father could not stop abusing her sexually. Kristen told her mom severally but she would choose her husband over her and when she could not bear the shame, pain and stigma, she left home and cuts every ties with the family. Her stepfather had raped her at fourteen and had continued to abuse her for complete three years. She left when she was sev

He had never seen Kristian so sad before, and he knew that Kristian must have been deeply in love with Madeleine. At the same time, Madeleine was also in tears. Ariana handed over a tissue, "Madeleine, don't cry." Madeleine took the tissue, wiping away her tears, "I was just so angry." Makenzie asked, "What exactly happened between you and Kristian?" Perhaps feeling too suppressed, Madeleine recounted everything between her and Kristian. Makenzie's mouth twitched, "So, that day when you two were trapped on the street, were your confessions genuine?"

She got down with her phone on the right hand and her car key on the left hand and walked unbotheredly towards her apartment. She lives at the outskirts of Crystal Hills, a small town in Big Raven. This place only house few people that wants a quiet place and one of them is Kristen. She has been here for five years after leaving home because her step father could not stop abusing her sexually. Kristen told her mom severally but she would choose her husband over her and when she could not bear the shame, pain and stigma, she left home and cuts every ties with the family. Her stepfather had raped her at fourteen and had continued to abuse her for complete three years. She left when she was sev

Nana Joyce slams her fist against the table before continuing. "Kristen having a second mate while she's still mated to you. Her mate tried to kill you and then took off with her. She killed him, drove his dead body back here to reconcile with you, and now this? She's going insane from her so-called mate's ghost, and now she's shutting herself from everyone?" She concludes and glares at me icily. And I can feel my anger riling up because I didn't expect this from my own grandmother. "Maybe you shouldn't talk like that, Grandmother. Kristen is my wife, my mate, mother of Aiden, Luna of this pack, and your granddaughter-in-law,"

However, at this moment, there was a rapid knock on the door. Kristen felt puzzled and she looked through the peephole, only to find that it was Anna. So, she opened the door. 'Sis...' 'What's wrong? Why are you so flustered?' Kristen asked, then Anna took out her mobile phone and handed it to her. 'Some gossip media exposed the photos of you and Elvis Sterling.' Kristen quickly took the phone, which was full of photos of her and Elvis. The title was 'Kristen's Love was Seemingly Exposed'

It also makes my chest feel lighter because somehow, I forget a little about the big problem I'm facing right now. Fortunately, some people came to Leon to talk to him. I just stayed in my place while listening to their topic. It's about the disappearance of Maximo. There are others who greet me but they don't talk to me. That's better than them asking me anything. It's better to stay low-key tonight. "Lauren!" said Kristine who had just arrived. Along with her is aunt Divina who was dressed up. "Hello Kristine," I greeted. I knelt down and hugged her lightly. She's wearing a little black dress with crystals on the part of her chest. Her hair was in a ponytail and something else was hanging

When I looked down at the thick bulge in his pants, I couldn't help but smirk. Someone cleared their throat, and I remembered we were not the only ones around. That was the kind of effect Devyn had on me. He made me forget people might be watching. I managed to free myself from his grip and when I turned towards everyone, Kristen had a knowing smirk on her face. “You have so much to tell me, and I want you to start now.” When Kristen and I were finally alone in my room, I told her everything that had happened to me from the beginning. From the kidnapping to the werewolves, my destiny, and my wedding.

Kristin gasped and flinched away. Luca froze. "Kristin… what are you hiding?" Before she could answer, nausea slammed into her like a wave. Her stomach twisted violently, and without warning, she shoved him aside and ran to the bathroom. She barely made it before she collapsed in front of the toilet, emptying her stomach. Luca stood frozen in the doorway. His entire expression shifted—from frustration to realization. "Kristin," he said, his voice eerily calm. "Tell me the truth." She wiped her mouth, panting. "I—"

Finally, I was ready to ask the big question that had brought me here today. Kristen was in the office now, sitting beside me as she quietly but curiously went through an old photo album of myself from my childhood to mid teenage. Thankfully, Mama Suzanne had kept it safe all these years. She had hurriedly requested for Kristen the moment I was done telling my tales, after finding out her role in my becoming the woman I am today. Occasionally, Kristen would look at me and giggle quietly when she sees a funny looking photo.