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Hearing him say those words, her cheeks flutter red for reasons she couldn't comprehend as she playfully pinch him. Natash arrived at the office the next day wearing a red halter neck top and a black slit skirt, they were tight on her body and presented her cleavage in the right way. Natash is wearing a gold wrist watch and a gold necklace, today she applied a very light makeup that could barely be seen. Walking into the conference Hall, her four most trusted men were waiting for her. Robert who she met first and the hands behind the computer, Derrick the brain of the company, she had met Derrick when she still had nothing, he was robbed and beaten and was at the point of death when Natash f

"Good night Daniel." When Natasha's eyes flutter open the next morning, there’s a nose huffing steady breaths where it’s pressed into her hair and an arm draped across her middle, just below her breast. Her brain is still foggy with sleep, and as she tries to recall a memory from yesterday that maybe she decided to take someone back to her hotel after all, that she finally feel brave enough to have someone to warm her bed, to make her feel good after all the things Josh has done to her.

My body automatically obeys, although my mind remains guarded and alert. Natasha's touch is gentle as she starts to inspect my injuries. She removes my shirt, revealing the bruises and scratches earned from the fierce battle. I'm momentarily taken aback, my breath catching in my throat at the vulnerability of the moment. Yet, I quickly regain my composure, ensuring that my icy demeanor remains intact. Her fingers trace the contours of my skin, assessing the extent of the damage. I watch her with a mix of fascination and restraint, allowing her to care for me while still keeping a part of myself hidden.

Chapter Thirteen Sebastian The meeting had ended twenty minutes ago. Unfortunately, the silence left behind was far more irritating than the board members themselves. I stood near the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office with one hand tucked into my pocket while the city stretched endlessly beneath me. Cars moved like streams of light below, distant and insignificant compared to the thoughts currently occupying my mind. Natasha Berlin. She had insisted on handling Duncan herself and against my better judgment… I allowed it. Behind me, the soft sound of a tablet being set down broke the silence. My assistant, Marcus, stood near the desk with his usual composed posture.

and no one seemed to have any kind of human emotions, which really showed how beastly they were. as dinner slowly came to an end, Nate stood up, clearing his throat to get everyone's attention. “What a lovely evening to bring some good news to you all. Everyone, Listen p, I’ve got an announcement to make.” Alpha Nate spoke up as the room fell silent, only his voice echoing through the dining hall. “I'm pretty sure there are people we tend to tolerate and then there are those that do not deserve our tolerance because of how pathetic they are, and we all know of a specific someone like that in this pack am I right?.” He said getting our packs, especially my, attention.

"We don't negotiate with people like Victoria. She wants you to fold, to run, to prove you're weak. But you're not weak. You're a survivor who fought her way back from hell. Don't let her take that from you." Pepper knocked and entered carrying a folder. "Lily, there's someone here to see you. Natasha Romanoff. She says she's an attorney and you need to hear what she has to say." +++++++++ Natasha Romanoff was not what I expected. She was maybe forty, with sharp features and sharper eyes. She wore a black suit and carried herself like someone who'd seen too much and was tired of other people's nonsense. "Ms. Morrison." She shook my hand with a grip that could crack walnuts. "I've been follow

Auntie turned her head and walked into the house, —- Natalie I've never thought that I will come back home for this reason: to become the Alpha of my father's pack. It was a whole night of heavy rain, and the town was covered with thick dark clouds. I tilted my head against the cold car window, and the strange air made me a little anxious. "You must be exhausted," Jeff said. "You haven’t slept along the way, don’t worry we’ll be there soon" Jeff is the housekeeper of my family, we had been driving for about 4 hours.

Oh hell no, this was just too weird and besides the point. “Why are you outside?” she asked Brad. Not that she had been hoping he had become a vampire’s lunch or anything. Brad gave her a look like she was two baskets short of a picnic “Did you not see what was happening in there?” he asked incredulously, his voice going up a couple of octaves. “You’re an Elite,” she pointed out, folding her arms across her chest. “Even an Elite can’t take out a target in a room full of vamps like that, Izzie, Christ!” he snapped, almost popping a vein in his forehead.

He stares at her like he has never seen her before, his mouth opening and closing, no sound coming out. “What is this?” His voice cracks on the words, raw and broken. “Natasha, what are you doing?” She laughs, a low, cold sound that echoes off the wooden walls. “Natasha is dead. She died of pneumonia in that lab three years after the Tribunal took her. Same as your little sister Lila. Her lungs were too weak, the doctors did not bother to treat her. They dumped her body in the same river as the rest of the disposable captives.”

Anchor 2: “Natasha Gillan, long rumored to be missing or under the custody of Alpha Ivan Radek, has been living under a concealed identity within the pack.” Anchor 1: “This means she is not merely a resident physician. She is widely recognized as the sole and direct student of the renowned OB-GYN specialist, Dr. Mirabelle Laurent.” He pauses, letting the information sink in. “Medical boards across several territories describe Dr. Mirabelle Laurent as a pioneer in advanced maternal-fetal medicine. Being her only student places Natasha Gillan among the most promising specialists of her generation. Sources close to New Wales leadership confirm that Natasha voluntarily entered the pack under an