LOGINAnais was nervous throughout the entire journey. It was the first time she was in a small space with her family. Her father and his mate sat in the driver's seat and the passenger's seat, respectfully. Fiona and Felix sat in the seat behind them while she occupied the last row.They talked and laughed about things she did not know about. For example, how a friend of theirs had requested an expensive dish and ended up having to throw it away. Or joke about golf and horse riding. Anais had never been to any rich gathering and so she didn't understand why the jokes were funny. Although she felt isolated from the rest of them, at least she had the back seat all to herself. But not for long…Halfway through the ride, Felix complained about wanting to smoke. “Don't be silly young man. You know I don't like that smell.” their mother chastised him.Felix stayed quiet. Fiona suddenly had an idea. She glanced at Anais, who was facing out the window.“Then just go behind and smoke out the w
The moment the front door closed, Fiona's smile disappeared. She folded her arms tightly across her chest and stamped her feet like a child throwing a tantrum. "I hate this! I hate this!! I hate this!!! I hate her!!!” She repeated over and over. "So do I." Their mother said in a lowered voice.Her father glared at her before picking up his things and leaving. Before he closed the door, he turned back and said. “You'd better behave, Fiona.” He said before closing the door. When he was gone, Fiona picked up a pillow and threw it at the door. She flipped the door and stuck out her tongue.Fiona turned to her mother who sat calmly. Eating her food as if nothing had happened."I can't believe I had to smile at her. Dad even has her as the driver. Now how am I supposed to go to the mall? I can’t fucking drive!”Fiona kicked the leg of a chair.“Language Fiona.” The mother frowned. Fiona ignored what she said as she continued complaining. "She didn't even thank us."Her mother sipped
Days went by, and Anais felt increasingly strange each day. She thought she might be dreaming, maybe she was in some sort of lucid dream.That would be the only explanation why the mother was smiling at her.Anais was already dressed up for work. Her plan was simple; grab a bottle of water and leave without eating anything else. “Aren’t you having breakfast with us?” Anais shivered at the tone she used. She turned to see her mother smiling at her. Not the fake smile she used whenever guests visited.An actual smile.Anais instinctively shook her head, taking a step back. “No thank you. I usually have breakfast in—“"Don't be silly. There are eggs in the pan," her mother interrupted her with a light-hearted chuckle. Then she set down another plate. Anais looked around. It was A plate that everyone else was using. "Eat before they get cold." Her mother said before turning around. Anais moved towards them cautiously, then she stopped in the doorway. She looked behind her to see if
Lucero sat in the back seat of a Maybach with his hands crossed over his chest, facing the window in deep thoughts. The city light sped past, but he wasn't paying attention to the world outside. He had been forced again.Forced to do what he didn’t want to do. ‘It was just a simple dinner meeting,’ he was told, but he knew better. He didn't want to be here.In fact, he had been avoiding this meeting for nearly three weeks now. Each time his assistant told him about the meeting his father had set up, Lucero always came up with a very reasonable excuse. The first time he had an important international Zoom meeting. The next time was working overtime. Another time was an urgent Business overseas. Or pack affair. He even lied about his health.anything to keep him out of that setting. But this time, his father had seen through all his excuses. He had grown tired of them. Before he could come up with one--"Either you attend this dinner, or I'll start making decisions without your co
She lunged forward. Her fingers catch the handbag. Anais grabs it too. Some of them began to struggle. One pulled, the other pulled back. The poor bag she bought at a thrift store could handle that much force. And so the handle snaps. The card almost falls. Anais panics. Without thinking, she shoves Fiona away. Fiona stumbles backwards and lands hard on the floor, making a dull “thud”. The wad of cash she had taken earlier fell from her handbag. Banknotes scatter across the room like rain. Both girls froze. Anais held out her hand in that same position. She couldn’t believe what she just did. Fiona looks equally shocked. Anais had pushed her? Then pain hits. Tears fill Fiona's eyes. She reaches back to massage her tailbone. "You pushed me..." Anais immediately crouches. She waved frantically. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean—" she tried to touch Fiona. Help her up. Fiona hit her hand away. “Don't touch me. How could you push me?” Fat tears fell from her eye
Fiona noticed Anais's weird movement the moment she laid eyes on her. The way she held her bag made it look like she had a black diamond in it. Her curiosity was piqued.“What did that girl have to protect so much?”As soon as she got out of the room, Fiona stopped and counted to three.At three, she turned around and opened the door. She peeked in first, so she wouldn’t startle the girl before she saw it clearly. Bingo.Anais was quick, but she wasn’t quick enough. She had seen the unmistakable black card with cold markings. At first, she didn’t want to believe it.I mean. How did I, poor, ugly girl like Anais, get a black card?Maybe she stole it?But judging by her attitude and naive personality, she definitely couldn’t have stolen a fucking black card. But then he couldn’t have just given it to her. And so the only plausible explanation is that she stole it. Yes. There was no way an alpha like Lucero’s would just hand her a black card. Fiona pushed the door open wider and s
Chapter 4 She knew who exactly he was. The realisation hit her before she could stop it. ‘Of all people…it was him.’ A bitter thought spread in her chest. This perverted wolf. Lucero looked down at the woman with a cold face. Anais sucked in her breath. ‘Was he here to mock her too?’
Chapter 3 LUCERO He had received the invitation three days ago; a formal dinner between packs. The meeting was political. Necessary... A Waste of time. His father had insisted he attend, saying it was beneficial for the peace and progress of his pack as the next alpha. But he knew better. N
Chapter 2Damian stopped in front of her. He opens his eyes. His face twisted in disgust.“The fuck?” he muttered to himself but it was loud enough for everyone to hear. “Why her?” As soon as he spat out these words the whole room froze. Then their faces curved with mixed reactions. They began to
"What the fuck? Why her?" His voice echoed through the silent hall. Hundreds of mocking eyes turned toward Anais. Her Destined mate was staring at her like she was dirt stuck to his shoe. Chapter 1 Anais balanced the tray carefully on one hand. She ignored the eyes on her, the wolves that hud







