Yvette's POVAfter tasting it, Black downed the whole bowl of chowder, leaving me slack-jawed.Then he signaled the maid, who immediately refilled his bowl with all the remaining chowder.Black grabbed the spoon and continued to savor it. This time, his movements became much more elegant."Don't put carrots next time. I hate them!"Even so, he still finished all the clams and veggies in it.After that, he pushed the empty bowl forward, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and left without looking back. Speechless, I covered my empty stomach and stared at the bowl.Did he just have the whole pot of chowder? What was he, a glutton?I had only taken a few sips. Poor me.Fortunately, the maid served me the dishes they had cooked for Black. After forcing myself to take a few bites, I ran back to the room where I was temporarily staying.Then I threw myself onto the bed and snuggled down under the covers.To be honest, I didn't want to please Black. On the contrary, I hated his guts.But I learn

Black's POVI hung up the phone and closed my laptop.Sometimes, it frustrated me that my employees were human beings. If they were all members of my wolf pack, Mind-Link would be a more convenient way of communication.I looked up and noticed that the light in the study had dimmed. Turned out it was already dusk.Suddenly, I realized I hadn't heard Yvette's voice for a long time. When I turned around, I saw her standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.The reflecting afterglow created a natural oil painting.Yvette stood there in a watercolor silk dress, simple yet elegant. She blended in perfectly with the scenery out the windows, her long hair falling over her shoulder, covering part of her delicate face.I had seen many beauties, both human and werewolf. But none had given me this feeling. I stood up silently from my desk and walked toward her. As I came closer, I noticed that she was staring blankly into space as if her soul had drifted away, leaving only her body.Thi

Yvette's POVWhy did everyone think I was lying?"I'm not making up stories. Please come save me," I pleaded."Whatever," Gerald said testily. "Leave me alone, okay? Violet is my mate, not you."My heart sank.I kept trying to sweeten Black up because I wanted to stay alive and see Gerald.Yet his words shattered my last glimmer of hope.A deep sense of despair overwhelmed me.I thought at least he wouldn't watch me die.Turned out it was all my wishful thinking."Is that all? I gotta patrol the pack," said Gerald."Do you still not remember who I am?" I felt like I should ask him one last time."Yvette, it's getting boring, don't you think?" Gerald asked icily, his tone full of disgust.When I was about to hang up, I hesitated.This was my last phone call before death, after all.So I clenched the receiver and said slowly, "Gerald, listen. I've tried every possible means. If one day you remember me, please..."Before I could finish, Gerald ended the call upon hearing Violet urging h

Yvette's POV"A week is not enough," I whispered."What did you say?" Black asked testily.His tone reminded me of how unpredictable he was. I shouldn't expect that there would be room for negotiation.I blurted, "Nothing, thanks.""Now you can explain something else to me," he said."What is it?""Who's the man you drew on the paper?" Black asked bluntly. "Don't tell me it's me. I'm not that ugly." The sight of the drawing of Gerald stung me.With a wry smile, I said, "Just a scribble."To my surprise, Black didn't ask any further. "A warm reminder, you're the mother of my child. You'll be toast if I find out you have any entanglements with other werewolves."I gave no reply.Couldn't I be with my destined mate if I meet him one day? Suddenly, Black tore up the paper in his hand with a look of disgust.I watched as the drawing was ripped in half right before my eyes.So gone were my memories of the six years I had spent with Gerald.It seemed fated that everything between me and Ge

Yvette's POVI didn't know how I got back home.With every step I took, Gerald's words echoed in my ears."Yvette, I know it's only eye surgery, but what if I lose my memory?""If it really happens, please help me get it back. I can forget anyone but you.""Violet and I are getting engaged.""Can you stop pestering me?""Violet pities you for being an adopted daughter, but I don't. You make me sick!""If you were really kidnapped, I would kindly take care of your remains.""How do you expect me to treat a woman who bugs her sister's mate all day long?" Recalling the bittersweet moments I had with Gerald and my relatives' dislike of me, I leaned against the door and gave a wry smile.Came to think of it, I was disgusting indeed.Thank God it was over now.I would no longer dwell on Gerald or the past. From now on, I only lived for myself.Wiping away my tears, I took out the key from my bag.The moment I opened the door, I was stunned to find my home in a mess as if it had been raided