ey's
apartment-the one I'd bought before marrying Brian. B
imple rooms, a living area, and a kitchen, featuring a window that overlooked the city's
e soft sofa, finally a
flame, I placed a steak inside. Subconsciously, I began timing it, preparing to sear
ave it my way: medium-rare,
he dinner I cooked for myself,
Open up!
disinfectant following her. She h
ed. "What are you doing here? Are
to the coffee table with a loud thud. "And Bri
was worried about you. All afternoon, I kept thinking-how are you holding up all alone? So I jumped in my car
rld, aside from the child inside me, maybe Vick
"skipping work just for me
're my best friend. I can't just sit back and do nothing while you're hurting. Those jerks stomped all
m fine." I pointed toward the kitchen. "I just made d
ing to see if I was really okay. "Y
logical choice, but you know how it is... emotio
er, Ashley. A thousand ti
her another medium-rare steak. She complimented the simple
nalized, I'm leaving." I tried my best to
ter that? You're alone, and... you've got the baby too.
her, looking her straight in the eye
it was time to come clean. "Do
olf community! They hold the 'Moonlight Salon' every six months, and even Alphas from the
lery belo
st as if she could fit an egg in there. "
ging, smiling little trophy. So, I used a fake name. All these years, I've been secretly using the gallery's profits to cover up for the
nt Truce Accord, is the only place where wolf pack elites can safely exchange information, negotiate in secret, and even forge all
ouncing with excitement. "Oh my god, Ashley! You absolute genius! I knew
going to make so much money, enough to make sure my pup grows up in a safe, comf
houlder, her voice soft but full of convi
an emergency call from the hosp
ek. "You're eating for two now, so take care of yourself! And hey
zed as well. It was the gallery assis
ning, Ms.
the alias I
er you, but a package arrived for you-no sender info. It seems k
And while I'm at it, could you get started on the planning fo
nto a sleek black outfit and
striking blend of black steel and glass-modern, understated, but undeniably sophis
ning, Ms.
wasn't the worthless one without a
ck kraft paper envelope. "This is it
y feeling gripped my chest. I walked up to
ntract or papers I expect
hospital t
on the "Patient Name" se
lv
est CT analysis, immune system evaluations... Every line, every cl
est results were
o live" story, the "too frai
s all
or's
oodmoo
rt stood before the floor-to-ceiling wi
a Ashley's hands. Alpha, why not just go to her directly? You've been watching her for so lon
r females. She doesn't need any charity. Unless
"If you keep this up,
ing in his eyes. He walked back to his desk,
yet kept her spine perfectly straight. She had her pride, her secrets, and her own gall
lts to end up in Ashley's hands. He wanted her to see the truth with her own eyes. He wanted her to rea
he
with Brian, wait for her to face the pack's pressure alone, and wait for her to realize she
was resolute. "Soon
, Silvia's lies, and most of all, th
it takes, I will make her belong to me willingly. In th
d the direction of Ashley's apartment. A cold, p
ould go exactly ac
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