Regina Kay Walters Novels & Stories

“You actually have the audacity to sit here and ask me to help the woman who tried to ruin me? You must have lost your damn mind.” “Onika, please,” she leaned forward slightly, desperation creeping into her tone. “You have influence. Nathan won't do it, you can even influence him, he'll listen. You have resources. If you just make a statement saying that—” “Absolutely not.” She flinched at my sharp tone. “Regina deserves to rot,” I continued. “And nothing you say will change that.” “She made mistakes,” Willow argued. “But haven’t we all?” “Not like hers,” I shot back. “And certainly not without consequences.”

Leaving me with no choice but to accept his offer. The next morning Regina called me to her office. "Lilly-Ann, what's going on with the Lenkov story?" she asked coldly. Now a little bit about Regina, she did not get where she was by flashing her gorgeous smile and perky her boobs no, she worked her butt off and clawed her way to the top. She is still a magnificent woman in her early fifties, strong and independent, divorced three times with only one child, a son. A little bit younger than me. She is not one you want to mess with. She stands tall, with a confident posture and a gleam in her grey eyes. Her curly salt and pepper hair is styled in a short chic bob that frames her face and highl

He asks me and I shake my head. “There a lot of people that dislike me a lot but not so much that they would actually do this.” I say as I try to think of someone who would want to ruin my life. My mom? No, I don’t think so. “Umm how about someone who has been obsessed with you over the years?” I shake my head again. Thankfully I’ve never had crazy fans. “A man named Richard Walts was kind of obsessed with her. Maybe you can check up on him.” Jake tells him as the officer writes down the name and details.

How could Regina suddenly become a mistress? Lyla smiled viciously and said, “You are all surprised, right? There is nothing to be surprised about, because Ryan Smith’s original fiancée was not her, but her sister! The eldest daughter of the Waals family, Priscilla Waals. It was Regina who took away from her elder sister the position of the noble young lady of the family, and even her sister’s boyfriend! Then she told the public that she was just Mr. Smith’s fiancée. Anyway, they were both just Waals, so those people who didn’t know the truth definitely would trust her.”

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?

she said, "But honestly, I don't really care." I was taken aback. How could she not care? This was a serious issue, and someone needed to be held accountable for what had happened to Angie. "Regina, this isn't a joke. Someone went too far this time, and they need to be punished," I said, trying to reason with her. Regina rolled her eyes and went back to scrolling through her phone. "Look, Jason, I get that you're upset. But this isn't the first time Angie has caused trouble. Maybe this will teach her a lesson," she said dismissively.

She spent the whole day parading around, trying to catch the eye of the stoic Beta Theo. Kaelen didn't come out. He was locked in his office all day. By evening, Regina was buzzing with excitement. "Guess what?" she whispered, applying glitter to her eyelids. "The robot Beta Theo asked me for drinks. Just the two of us." "That's great, Reg!" I smiled. She left in a cloud of perfume, leaving me alone in the massive guest suite. I video-called Mom. She looked rested, her eyes brighter than I had seen in months.

I blinked rapidly, my vision blurring with pain and cold. “Wake up, freak,” the guard barked. I coughed and twisted, my body screaming in protest as I curled into myself. Every part of me burned—my cheek, my chest, my knees. My hunger gnawed at me worse now, turning into something almost animal. “Get up,” Kelly ordered. “Or you’ll regret it.” I laughed. It was a broken sound, dry and cracked. “I already do.” She knelt beside me again, this time her smile was gone. “Do you know what happens to wolves who refuse to obey, Rachael?” she whispered, her voice smooth as poison. “They get put down.”

Didn’t know what Regan had really done — or what it had cost me to sit here, wearing this smile. Christopher didn’t linger. No dramatic stare, no pointed remarks. He gave a respectful nod to the room and turned from the microphone with the same grace he had carried to it. He returned to his seat beside Gerard without another word, folding his hands calmly in his lap as though he hadn’t just silenced an entire room. And then — Ava smiled gently, her voice softening just enough to signal the gravity of what was coming next. She turned toward the center of the room. “For our final message this evening… from the woman who made this night possible. The one who, for years, stood beside Regan not j

I woke up and looked out of the window and it was dark everywhere. The room door creaked open. It was Darwin. "Follow me" he said and I obeyed after dressing up. We walked gently and arrived at the last room in the block and he knocked. An aged woman opened up. "This is Regina Waltz. You'll share her room." He said and was about to turn back. "No sir she can't. Why her?" Mrs Regina blurted. "She's different Regina. Keep her safe. Keep an eye on her till I confirm what I need to confirm. I'll assign her a personal assistant soonest. Just let her share your room ma'am." Darwin said effortlessly with a mischievous look and left.