Novel & Cerita Rachel Brockman

Jake said, smile fading. “How are things in the real world?” I asked Mitchell, trying to distract Jake. “Oh the same,” Mitchell answered. “Isn’t it always?” Jake said wistfully, leaning back in his seat. “Nothing ever changes in Melbourne or Druer City, or Belmar, really. No one goes anywhere or does anything. Although that can get boring for wolves…” Mitchell made a sound of agreement, then added, “Oh well you guys did miss something - Rachel’s on crutches now!”

It was only he and his most trusted beta, Theo that had the highest authority to open the safe. He had not activated the self-destruction because he knew that no one would ever want to open his safe. But now he had no choice. Kelly had betrayed him and wanted to take over the pack. Why would he help him? He would let him know that it wasn't easy being an alpha. After destroying everything that was in the safe, Ashton walked toward Maya. Her face was slightly pale. She seemed to have used up all her energy and even with the help of her wolf abilities, it will take her some times to recover. But Ashton did not have time to lose.

Rachel West took two unsteady steps back. MK's high-level instructions, isn't that James Smith's instructions? Ah! James Smith really wouldn't let her go so easily. No matter how she escapes or hides, it's just a pointless struggle under his eyes. As she was in a state of confusion, her phone suddenly rang. It was from Amy Collier. "Oh! Rachel, something happened to Chris."

"A job. What for? You know I'll still pay you for watching Harper." "I know," said Aunt Rachel, "but the little one is going to be in pre-school soon, and I need something to do. Anyway, I got a job as a secretary." "Oh, where at?" I asked. "That's the wonderful part! Remember your old friend, Brooklyn?" I raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, I remember her. Why?" I hadn't heard from Brooklyn in years. It was like once I got the fellowship in California, she dropped off the face of the earth. I had wanted her to be Harper's god mother, but she hadn't even been there for the birth.

I looked at Aaron and said, "Aaron Tomlinson, I did not film or post any of those videos. I did not cause your company to fail to get listed. "You should go and do a thorough check on your assistant instead. You can still salvage things if you go back now. Otherwise, you'll lose the whole company altogether." I said all I had to say. I hoped that Aaron would come to the realization himself. Rachel had insisted on bringing him here because she wanted Aaron, the only person who could stabilize the company now, to be missing when everyone would be looking for him. I had used my contacts to investigate Rachel for the past few days. She had interned at our rival company before.

Rachel point Of view: I followed Noah closely as he walked into a lab and all the researchers turned to them. "This is Rachel, she will be joining you from now on and she'll be helping with the pill creation, and she'll be in charge,"Noah informed them all and they all turned to look at me and U offered a polite smile. "I look forward to working with all of you, please take care of me," I smiled and I heard a gasp. "Rachel you are also here?" Asked a lady and a bitter taste formed in my mouth, when the lady pulled me into an embrace.

Her piercing gaze dug into Pamela and she wished Pamela would disintegrate under her hot stare. “Who invited you?” She repeated in anger. “Get out! Leave from here!” Rachel commanded. Ashley cleared her throat. She had enjoyed the show enough and had to intervene. “Pamela is my assistant.” Ashley declared. She turned to Bruce. “Is this how you plan to do business with me if we should get into partnership?” She asked. Her tone, full of disappointment and feigned surprise. Bruce bit his tongue and pulled Rachel closer to his side. “Control yourself!” He gritted through clenched teeth into her ear.

Dawn had two pinned chats, making them our priority. The first pinned chat was with someone named “Raven.” We skimmed through it quickly, but nothing caught our immediate attention. The real shock came when he tapped on the second pinned chat. “Alvin,” I whispered in disbelief. “The Beta of our pack?” He looked just as stunned as I felt. “Why would she be in contact with him like this? They’re not even close.” We scrolled down, scanning the messages. At first, the conversation seemed ordinary—pack-related discussions and routine matters. But then, buried deeper, the tone shifted.

So, she decided to approach this investigation subtly. First, Rachel revisited her messages with Seraphina and Amanda, scrolling through their past conversations. She opened her chat with Seraphina, skimming for anything that felt off. As she read through the texts, she noted Amanda’s comments that seemed oddly defensive or dismissive—especially when Seraphina expressed concern or excitement about the future. Rachel jotted down the most alarming exchanges, her heart racing with each discovery.

"Thank you for coming. I wasn't sure you would." "Why did you want to see me?" She looked down at her hands. "Because I owe you the truth. The whole truth. Not just the sanitized version I'm giving the prosecutors." I waited. "I know you think I was always plotting against you. That I seduced Allen away from you as part of some grand scheme." She looked up. Met my eyes for the first time. "But that's not how it happened." "Then how did it happen?" Rachel took a shaky breath. "I was nobody. A secretary from Ashwood, Ohio who lied on her resume to get a job at Allen's company. I thought if I worked hard enough, dressed the right way, said the right things, I could become someone who mattered."