Novel & Cerita Promise Chat

"Don't you even think about it!" Dennis immediately stopped. "Alright, I'll keep you company then." He plopped down in a nearby chair but soon found himself extremely bored. He found a profile picture of a bird of paradise on WhatsApp, clicked on it, and sent a message. "It's time to pay this month's installment, Ms. Pitts." Half an hour later, she replied. "Could you please give me a few more days, Mr. Jackman? The dessert shop hasn't paid me yet."

It was just a single line encapsulated in a little pop-up, but it completely sucker punched me in the gut: You have 1 new message: Ms. A [9:25] : Yeah, something came up. Later tonight?

I CANNOT SLEEP, he replied. Her mind reeled on what to do while she forced her body to relax. This man had an unsettling effect on her. Should she write back? Wouldn’t it be best to just let it drop? Reason said walk away, but her fingers moved forward on their own accord and typed her response, I CAN’T SLEEP EITHER. CAN I ASK YOU A QUESTION? he continued. Pam rarely communicated with people on chat lines or instant messaging. It surprised her to discover how quickly the messages were posted and responded to. It seemed like she’d no sooner hit the button to send and she was receiving his response.

My finger hovered over the send button, unable to press it. Just then, a new message appeared in the chat: "Come to the pack house."

Quickly doing a victory jump, I scrolled through his messages. There weren't many messages. It was very evident that most of the chats were deleted on purpose. The most recent chat caught my attention. It said "Tonight?" And Daniel has replied back "yes"

Not a greeting. A promise.

Third Person POV At the Smith Group's charity banquet, Jason held Susan's hand and stood under the spotlight, basking in flattery. Suddenly, the screen went black, and a statement appeared on a red background. It was a divorce notice—Charlotte's request to formally sever all ties, issued through her lawyer. Next, a clear ultrasound scan was shown, accompanied by an audio recording. "Take her blood. She's tough, so she won't die from donating some blood." Jason's cold voice echoed through the speakers to every corner of the banquet hall.

The rest continued with their lunch, but the Alpha and his Luna, together with their Beta Michael and Gamma Jason, were not convinced about the Oracle's visit. “Listen to me, little Alpha…” The Oracle said and made Theo sit on her lap so that he could listen attentively to what she was about to tell him. “What is it, old grandma?” Theo asked her with his innocent blue eyes blinking several times. The Oracle heaved a sigh before she spoke… “My child, you always have to remember that, the moon goddess knows what she does, and has prepared a “Promise Mate” for you. Your mate will stand by your side and fight his own kind alongside you. He will love and cherish you as if you are his life. He wil