Novel & Cerita Rachael Runyan

(Xander) I was happy when I saw everyone was already at the airport when I arrived. I counted all fourteen of my workers, including their families, which turns out to be twenty-three. it doesn't matter, though. I was just glad that everyone is here, especially Rachael. my god, I couldn't take my eyes off her for a minute. I got lost looking at the way her jet-black hair was down, which seemed to be the exact way her mother was. it seems as if she had gotten her looks from her mother because Rachael was the replica.

Quinn's eyes fell and never left me the whole time until I reached him. "It is a pleasure to join you in this trip, Alpha. May the moon goddess bless us in this journey." I smiled, followed with a respectful bow. Though his face remain stoic, his eyes showered interest and caution on my every word and actions as though he's trying to figure me out. "Unfortunately, your presence is not necessary, Leaxandra." Ouch, snappy as always. "That's the opposite of what this letter told me." I showed him the envelope having the Lycan's imperial seal with a pout. "The contents of this invite proves my very right to enter the Lycan's kingdom where the contract renewal is bound to be held."

Putting on my black high heels I give myself a last check before heading downstairs as I hear the first cars arriving. Arriving quietly behind my parents as they welcome the first couple – Alpha Zachary and Luna Rachel from the Blood Moon Pack, I step beside my father in time to shake Alpha Zachary’s and Luna Rachel’s hands. My mother and father give me a stern look, acknowledging my close to late arrival. I smile and continue with some small talk with Luna Rachel as Alpha Jackson continues speaking with Alpha Zachary and his Beta Sam. Luna Rachel is a beautiful woman. With her blond hair, brown eyes, and petite frame she is clearly the light in Alpha Zackary’s eyes.

Ryan break this pictu- My eyes get terrifically wide as I see the playboy swimsuit calendar on his table. The girl in the bikini is Kelly Clawford, the model I slept with last week. Is he into girls? Is he straight? I ask myself. My wolf is swimming in jealousy, envying the calendar bikini girl. Ryan, tear this calendar and that dog's picture, break all the computers and tables. Dakota screams in my head. "I have an extra if you like it this much." I knew who said that because my heartbeats instantly fasten hearing his smug voice. I turn my head, glaring at my mate. Does this human even know who I am?

Rachel replied, even though she knew it was her early morning run that paid off. "You keep surprising me everytime" Yandel said, shaking his head. "And you took mean, one time I thought you were an asshole and now you're just taking me to where I always wanted to go," Rachel replied. In the next hour, she was at home on her bed. Tomorrow was the day she was going to carry out her first scheme against Xander Miller and Alice. And she didn't have room to mess shit up, she was excited and nervous at the same time, she was finally gonna plot her revenge for Araceli and she needed this to go well.

"That's ambitious." "So was starting a foundation at twenty-seven while recovering from trauma." She smiled. Slow. Real. "Fair point. So you are like your mother." "I hope so. But I'm also myself." "Good. Because the world needs both. People continuing the work and people pushing it forward." She reached into her desk drawer. Pulled out a card. "Dr. Rachel Martinez. She runs a prevention program in middle schools. Teaching kids to recognize unhealthy relationships early. She's looking for a research assistant."

When Don saw Phelan, his eyes burned with hate. He bellowed—a sound that was somewhere between a yell, a moo, and a really loud belch. “Hey, Phelan,” She then shouted back. “Didn't I kill you already?” He pounded his fist into the dress she wore, and it crumpled like aluminum foil. A few dracaenae threw flaming javelins at her. She knocked them aside. A hellhound lunged, and she sidestepped. She could have stabbed it, but She hesitated. “This is not Mrs. O'Leary”, Don said to himself. This is an untamed wolf. It will kill me and all my friends.

A sharp contrast to the frustrations and bitter disappointments of the real ones she had known all her life. When she brought in her first stack of manuscripts, over two years ago Alex thought she was a college student on summer vacation. In sandals, Rachel barely stood even with his five foot seven inch frame, and with her lightly freckled face and shoulders Alex couldn’t think of any other word to describe her other than cute. It was hard for him to believe she had been a high powered New York City District Attorney.

Some of them whispered behind their hands; no doubt I could hear them. “She doesn’t even look upset.” “Six years and she doesn't care.” “Alpha Richard did everything for her, and this is how she repays him?” If only they knew what it was like to be cast out, to rebuild a life from nothing. Thunder rumbled overhead, matching my mood. Perfect funeral weather, I thought bitterly, watching pack members huddle closer under their umbrellas. I remained where I was, letting the first drops of rain hit my face. It felt fitting, nature mourning what I couldn't.

Lauren had arrived alongside Andrew, and when she saw what was going on, her expression turned a little strange. Andrew offered a casual explanation. "Rachel's one of our Chamber members." Lauren smiled warmly and greeted her. "Nice to meet you, ma'am." Rachel hesitated. "And you are..." Lauren chuckled. "Name's Lauren Rhodes. I'm Andrew's first wife." Rachel's face froze for a moment, cursing inwardly, 'That little vixen actually managed to land Mr. Lloyd?'