Both of them got up on their feet, and Milly threw away the pregnancy test and cup in the rubbish bin under the sink before washing her hands. She followed Mai to the kitchen, and Mai told her to help herself with any drinks she wanted. She took a soda for the Mai and was about to look for something for herself when the smell of cheese hit her nose. She was hit by a bout of nausea and quickly excused herself and made her way to the bathroom in the hallway between the dining room/family living room and the second living room, where they entertain guests. By the time Milly returned, Mai had set everything up in the family room. On the coffee table, there was a bowl of popcorn, a plate of crackers, and a pot of tea. The cheesy nachos Mai made earlier were nowhere in sight. "How do you feel about the Marvel movie marathon?" Mai asked as she held out three DVDs. "I just bought a collection of Marvel movies." "Sure." Milly wasn't that interested in Marvel, but she knew quite a bit because
In his room, Ray changed and sat on his bed. His phone lay in front of him, and he stared at it. He didn't want to admit it earlier, but he knew Jane was right. But it had only been a few months, and everything was still raw. He loved Milly, and he still does. He had been in a few relationships before Milly, but he never loved someone like he loves the omega. It wasn't just some Alpha lust. And he knew Milly hadn't moved on either. After Milly broke up with him, Ray spent weeks stalking Milly through F******k and I*******m since the latter wouldn't answer his calls, not that Milly updated much. In fact, Milly's F******k relationship status was still "in a relationship". That gave Ray hope, and he continued to stalk Milly's social media updates until Jane, Jack, and Tommy held an intervention. He wasn't allowed to obsessively refresh Milly's I*******m account or F******k page in the hopes that Milly would post something regarding the two of them. Once he stopped stalking Milly on soci
By the time Ray arrived at the Downtown, the tavern owned by his 22-year-old childhood friend, Alvin, it was only a quarter to seven. It was still so early; there were only two patrons there, sitting at the bar. Henna was their bartender. RK, another friend of theirs who also worked with RK, was setting up the stage. It was jazz night. Alvin was at the bar, cleaning some of the glassware. Ray went to the bar and sat in front of Alvin. The older man took one look at him, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Well, you look like shit." "I feel like shit too." "What happened?" "Milly pregnant." "Ah," Alvin said, now understanding Ray's troubles. "You knew she was pregnant, didn't you?" There was no accusation in his voice, just resignation. Alvin nodded. "Of course I did. I think everyone who knew Milly knew. This town is not really a big town. People gossip." He took a bottle of beer from the shelf behind him and pushed it in front of Magnus. "Here, have some. It's on the house." "Thanks
Ashly watched from the balcony of her room as cars rolled in through the gate of the mansion. Today was the day. She was going to meet up with the person she had been engaged with, an engagement that had been arranged purely for the pack's greater good. Being an Omega, Ashly didn't have much of a choice in the matter. And she couldn't just refuse when her adoptive father, Brandon, who was also the pack leader, asked if she would marry into the Moonlight pack for the sake of the pack's wellness and to put an end to the enmity between their packs. Brandon had always done what was best for her, and the fact he actually asked Ashly permission for marriage made her really happy, as an Omega wasn't given the privilege of raising their disapproval when it came to their spouse and marriage. So, of course, she accepted. She didn't know how her alpha looked or what kind of person he was, but Ashly was already devoting her life to him, like any omega should. After Ashly had given her approval f
"Jones,", Brandon welcomed gleefully, and a bald man stood up and hugged him, while Jenny hugged a Latina lady around her age. Ashly figured they had to be Jones and Jia Branson. She dragged her eyes away from them to a beautiful girl who bore a spot-on resemblance to Jia Branson. She seemed really happy to see Ashly as she waved at her. Ashly smiled back, regarding and turning her attention to a little boy dressed in a suit, seated next to her, who looked really uninterested, and Ashly felt him. After all, what would a kid like about a dinner where nothing that he considered fun happened? Her eyes then fell upon the one person whom she was so anxiously awaiting. Alex Branson, in all his glory, was seated right next to the kid, and he looked like he would be anywhere but here. He refused to look anywhere except the plate in front of him, but Ashly took note of his jet-black hair and his pale skin before she heard her name being called, and Ashly bowed down to Jones and Jia Branson. Ji
Alex was fuming in anger as he drove back home. "Loosen the grip, Alex.", He heard the person from the adjacent seat say: "Shut up, Seth." "You're going to break the steering wheel,", his best friend countered. Alex groaned but loosened the choke hold on the steering anyway. "Good, now tell me what's got you all—death grippy." "It's that Omega. I hate her,", Alex snarled. "What, Omega?", Seth asked innocently. "You know who I'm talking about,", Alex said, narrowing his eyes, not impressed at Seth's act of clean hands. "Nope,", Seth said, even though his mischievous smirk said otherwise. Alex gritted his teeth and said, "Ashly James." Seth's smirk left his face. "Why do you hate her? You just met the girl. Surely, she can't be that bad." "It's not about her; it's the fucking situation,", Alex sighed. After talking with Ashly, Alex basically stormed off and snatched Seth with him back to their manor. Seth didn't raise his disappointment at being dragged away before he had eat
Ashly was good-looking; Alex will admit that. But his heart belonged to a blond-haired beauty whom he wanted to spend his entire life with. Maybe if he had met Ashly before he met Jasmine, everything would have turned out differently. He only hoped that Jasmine was willing to wait for him even after his marriage. He knew what to do; he would get married, yes, but once he was sure that the peace treaty between the packs wouldn't ever be affected, he had to get rid of Ashly. He didn't know how, but he would do it for his love. He didn't even know what was waiting for him at Jasmine Place, and he desperately wished it wasn't a breakup. He didn't know if he could take it. It would kill him if Jasmine ever left him. He soon reached the destination of his choice. He shifted back as his bones popped back into their original places. Jasmine's room was on the ground floor, and her room had a balcony that led right to the forest. Alex's feet carried her through the familiar path; he walked car
Ashly felt like her world had crashed, spinning one second and stopping entirely the next. Those words that escaped her fiancé's mouth weren't the ones that she was expecting at all. She guessed she deserved the cold treatment because it was an arranged marriage and Alex wasn't in love with her. But what Alex had said—Ashly still couldn't wrap her head around it, ten hours later. Alex had someone in his life, someone he loved, whom he planned on being with ever after their marriage. Ashly had never had an opportunity to fall in love. Being an Omega meant Ashly had a pretty sheltered life. People were never looking to build a relationship with her; they'd rather get in bed with her. It had put Ashly off relationships and falling in love. But after she had gotten engaged, she started looking forward to sharing her life with that single person to whom she would give everything. She had gotten ready to give everything to the cold and hostile Alex Branson. Ashly sighed, pulling the bedshee