Rebecca returned to the bustling hall and the man's stern gaze met hers. He gestured towards a distinguished guest, and my heart sank as I observed the well-built figure of the guy before me. His sharp features and piercing eyes marked him as a formidable werewolf, undoubtedly a fitting candidate for a future mate.
"Emma," my father announced, "meet Jude, the third son of the Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack. I believe you two have much to discuss." Father said giving me a look that spoke, mess this up and I won't forgive you.
I approached Jude, trying to hide my reluctance behind a charming smile. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Jude."
He nodded, acknowledging the formalities. "Likewise, Emma."
As we exchanged pleasantries, I couldn't shake the feeling that our connection was destined to be more than just a courteous meeting. My father's eyes bore into mine, silently urging me to make a favorable impression.
In an attempt to break the ice, I sh
Ashton confidently strode into the high-end boutique, he had walked in with Elizabeth at his side. This had to be the most expensive boutique the vicinity had and he was glad he chose this place. The store's sleek, modern design was a far cry from the places he once used to frequent while he was still.... you know. Now, his newfound success demanded that he mingled with and shopped with the high and mighty. As they both moved through the aisles which were filled with racks of designer clothing, Nicholas couldn't stop himself from letting out a small smile as he walked, he watched Lindsay choose the clothing and was in awe. He never knew she knew what was in vogue in the fashion world. She had usually always been the nerdy, glassed assistant of his and now this new part of her was all the more intriguing dared he say, fascinating. Her eye for fashion was simply impeccable, and the way she moved with an air of confidence about her, that he simply found it mesmerizing."Lindsay," Nichola
The midday sun had already hung high up in the sky and had formed somewhat of a golden hue over the sprawling estate of the Coopers as Ashton and Thomas drove in through the driveway in Thomas' car. The place was as elegant as usual. I know we talk about it a whole lot. Hehehe. Ashton stood at the entrance, he could feel the way his heart felt incredibly heart heavy with the thoughts of what he had in mind.... you know, of the decision he had made. He had finally made up his mind on what to do. The ashwagandha plant—its connection to him—had been growing stronger by the day and it was finally time to explore new possibilities with it. And of course he would do that with the permission of the Coopers, which was why they were here at the Coopers' villa.Ashton felt nervous to say the least, the plant....it was now becoming more than just a part of his curse; it seemed to now be tied to his very existence now, and it was time to confront that fact.He had gone over it countless times
Rebecca strolled confidently right into Myles Jameson’s office, the click of her heels were muffled by the expensive as shit, plush carpet beneath her feet. She rolled her eyes, once again reminded of what a rich ass punk Jameson was. The door swung shut behind her with a soft thud when she entered, and Myles who was seated behind his polished mahogany desk could barely look up from the papers in front of him. His fingers tapped rhythmically against the table as if he already knew what kind of storm was about to crash into his otherwise organized day. Why was she in his office? He wondered. He thought she said she was done with him. "Rebecca," he said tersely as he glanced at her. "I believe we've discussed knocking." He reminded her. Rebecca let out an eye roll and her lips curled into a smile, a hint of amusement playing on her face as she sat down without waiting for an invitation to do so. Myles clenched his fist on seeing that. She leaned back in the leather chair and oh, so c
The night air was crisp as Rebecca stepped out of Myles’ car, she allowed her hair to cascade over her shoulders in loose waves as she fixed her lipstick in the side mirror. She glanced at Myles through the reflection, and smirked as she caught his stare. Tonight wasn’t really about business—it was about putting on a show, and she intended to do just that. It had been a while since she last met with the group and she wanted her come back to look grand. She was their main character after all. "Ready for a good time?" Myles asked her as he stepped beside her and adjusted the collar of his jacket. There was a casual ease in his tone, but Rebecca knew better—he was still on edge after their conversation earlier that day, she knew this, of course. He hadn’t said much, but she could see the gears turning in that head of his. He hadn’t refused her offer, and that’s all she needed for now. No response was infact a response and that response definitely was a no. Rebecca gave him a coy smile
The sun had only just barely broken over the entire city when Elizabeth Cooper stood at the grand doors of Ashton Pearce's office. Her mind was still buzzing from the events of the previous night, you know, it was indeed a long night for her—Laura's cutting remarks, Rebecca’s cold indifference, and that undeniable tension that had filled the air and wasn't able to let anyone else breath properly. But all of that faded now as she faced what lay before her.She let out a sigh and straightened her blouse, smoothing out any wrinkles, and took another deep breath before pushing the door open.Ashton was already there, he was seated behind his desk with stacks and stacks unending, of papers around him, looking as sharp and focused as ever. The morning light streamed through the large windows, it made the room to glow warmly . He looked up as soon as she entered, and his face softened into a smile."Elizabeth," he greeted and stood up, motioning for her to sit. "You're early. I was just goin
Later that afternoon, Ashton stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows of his office, he could feel the weight of Elizabeth's words as it was still fresh in his mind. The moment they had shared earlier had stirred something deep within him, a desire he hadn’t allowed himself to fully acknowledge until now. But just as quickly as the warmth had enveloped him, his thoughts drifted off to Rebecca. No matter how much he wanted to leave her in the past, her presence still loomed around him like a dark cloud.His phone buzzed on the desk, and that snapped him out of his thoughts. He picked it up and saw Thomas’s message.'Ready for lunch? Usual spot?'Ashton replied with a quick. "Yes," He grabbed his coat, and headed out of the office. He needed a break. More than that, he needed to clear his head from all that thoughts.Thomas was already seated at their favorite restaurant, it was the usual quiet bistro tucked away from the hustle and bustle of the city center. The place had always been the
Rebecca's heels clicked sharply against the cold asphalt as she and Myles made their way to the parking lot. The bitter expression on her face spoke volumes to say the least, and Myles, well as for him, as he followed closely behind he was in fact, wary. He’d seen this side of Rebecca before—the relentless, revenge-fueled woman who would stop at nothing to get what she wanted.And honestly, he was scared. Not for himself or for Ashton Pearce. But for her. She was destroying herself with this....self imposed need to get revenge on Ashton. He really felt bad for her and figured that the least he could do was help her and assist her since she won't listen to reason. As they reached Myles' car, he hesitated for a moment before he opened the door, he could sense that now wasn’t the time to sit in silence.His instincts were telling him. “Rebecca, are you sure about all this?” he finally asked as they both settled into the seats. “I mean, taking revenge on Ashton—it’s not going to end wel
Theron leaned casually against his car, a sly grin curled on his lips as he eyed Rebecca and Myles while they stepped out of the federal building. He could see the frustration etched across his sister’s face, the fire in her eyes were as fierce as ever. Myles, on the other hand, looked tired, like he’d been through this one too many times. He chuckled under his breath. His sister had always been the hard goer and he had always been the more easy going, easy life kind of dude. “I was wondering when you two would show up,” he said, his tone was light but with an undercurrent of seriousness. “We need to talk.” he informed them and he pushed off the car and strolled towards them with an air of cocky nonchalance. Rebecca, still fumed from the encounter with the feds, she really wasn't in the mood for another drama but she nonetheless still crossed her arms over her chest and scowled at her brother. “This better be good, Theron.” she warned him. Theron’s dancing eyes flickered from Reb