Anne Wheeler 소설 & 이야기

I got a hold of all of them except one. The six wolves who were close to me managed all my clubs on Billionaire’s Row and this one was Vanya’s responsibility but I could not get a hold of her. Why was she not here or answering her phone? I left a message for her to call me back then made my way out of the club, realising that I had left Caterina alone for too long. When I step outside, I am greeted with the sight of Caterina standing next to the Bugatti with a confused but angry look on her face. She sees me and bit her bottom lip, looking nervous and out of place.

I can't show my real self to the world if in return all I get is hurt and cheating. The Rachel that everyone knows or sees, cheerful bubbly, and always makes everyone laugh is nothing but a coward that is too afraid to show her real self to the world. I'm not what others think of me and I don't want to change it. I shook my head trying to remove the painful memories of my past that I want to forget but sadly can't. And that's when I heard the sound of someone sneezing from outside. I thought to ignore thinking maybe it was some pass by but then I again heard the same sound repeatedly. With the teaser in my hand, I open the check, then sneeze badly and why.

It was calm and peaceful but almost like a whisper like there was something stuck in the speaker's throat making their voice come out as if, along with white noise. The both of them turned around to the speaker, it was none other than Jelena Savage herself! The Coalition Chieftess of the Als race!

There was something he desired and that's another chance with her, I wouldn't blame him for that, anyone will want that especially when the woman you are in love with is Dahlia Wheeler. She was the sweet, innocent sister of Chase Wheeler, everyone loved her and called her the nicest and most beautiful woman in the Wheeler house and that was true. She was beautiful both in her heart and from the crown of her head to the sole, the perfect description of an exquisite lady with a pleasing disposition.

When the helicopter landed on our helipad, we were all safely away, outside the fences that isolated the area from pups. Angel wasn't the first figure we saw. A tall, upright pup, giving off a powerful alpha aura, stepped out of the helicopter and looked around until he saw us. He just stood there like he was protecting someone. Afterward, the pilot came out, carrying with him some bags. Finally, the most beautiful specimen of werewolf I have ever seen jumps out of the helicopter.

Her eyes held the glazed look of someone whose mind had been shattered by prolonged torture. "What did you do to her?" I whispered, horror and rage warring in my chest. Mike couldn't look at the cells. "Kelly wanted to test forced awakening. She theorized that Ghost Wolf powers could be activated early through trauma and chemical stimulation. That girl was brought here six months ago. Unawakened. Kelly put her through the process." "And it destroyed her," I finished, my voice cold enough to freeze blood. "You broke her mind trying to force what should have developed naturally."

Kael's interrogation, driven by blind jealousy, was abruptly cut off by the sound of the executive lobby's glass door opening without a knock. "Kael! Oh my God, Kael! I can't believe I found you here so easily!" A high-pitched, spoiled voice with a noticeable foreign accent instantly shattered the tension inside the cubicle. A glamorous woman stepped inside gracefully, surrounded by the strong fragrance of French rose perfume. Vivian Wheeler. The only daughter of Wheeler Group—the Smith family's largest global business partner—had just returned to the country after spending years abroad.

But remembering it at her current situation only made her feel regret and sadness. "Lia?" "Uh. His name is Damian" Amelia says as she snaps back to reality. Her head turns to the TV that was playing the news. It was about the top 10 CEOs of the year. Amelia's eyes widened as the top 1 CEO was shown. It was him, with his forest eyes that seem to be able to see through anything. It was her first. It was Damian. "Lia? What is it?" Tara asks and looks at the direction of Amelia's eyes.

All the people she could rely on were going to be fighting at the same time. The coach started rattling out the names of the expert fighters, and at the fifth name, her opponent, the coach paused. She looked over at Coach Baxter and saw the glee on his face as he said the last name. “Alpha Ezekiel Michelson.” She would have heard a pin drop in the arena if her head wasn’t swimming so much. Zeke stepped in, larger than life, but she could see two of him. And then three. The whistle blew. And that was the last thing she remembered before retching her guts out on the ring mat and then passing out in her own vomit.

I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers. "I apologize for being late, I just came from a charity event," she said as she sat down beside Atticus. She must be the Luna. "I'm Nicole Hutton," she introduced herself, "First Lady of Hutton Empire." "It's a pleasure to meet you." Rayne smiled at her. "Forgive my question, but you're not a vampire, am I right?" Nicole asked Rayne. "No, I'm not. I'm a gifted human," Rayne answered her.