Carena:"Actually, thank you for the offer, but I have some work left to do," I excused myself, thankfully remembering I had to clean the kitchen."No! It's fine. You can go," the people pleaser spoke, making me clench my jaw."Would you look at that? I got you off work early," Sawyer joked. Even though it wasn’t funny, they laughed like it was a million-dollar joke.This was going to get me in huge trouble because they would make me work hard to please Sawyer."Great then, grab your stuff if you have any," Sawyer taunted before he scoffed and chuckled to himself. "Oh, sorry, I forgot, you don't even take your stuff when you’re rushing to leave."Wow! And I thought he had moved on.I gave a dead look to Mr. Bob, who was constantly eyeing me, urging me not to reject the offer and to walk after Sawyer. Since day one, they had made it clear they wanted people to come, even if it was because of me.I grabbed my bag and walked after Sawyer, who let me sit in the backseat where he also slid
Carena:Once I settled in beside Theodore, I couldn't help but notice Sawyer's sudden need for speed. His car zoomed past us like a streak of lightning, catching my attention. Theodore's gaze flickered toward me, almost as if he was gauging my reaction. However, I maintained a poker face."Looks like someone's in a hurry," Theodore remarked, a sly grin creeping onto his face. I adjusted my posture in the seat but refrained from responding to his comment."You know, folks who are always rushing end up in big accidents. That's why there's a saying, 'slow and steady wins the race,'" he chimed in, prompting me to cock my head in his direction, curious about his reaction."Just because one rabbit dozed off doesn't mean all tortoises stand a chance. Can't we pick up some speed? I need to be home early," I murmured, keeping my voice low and steady. It wasn't that I wasn't affected whenever Sawyer's name came up."Why? Is your loving family eagerly awaiting your return?" he teased, a playful
Third Pov:The Red Raven pack mansion echoed with the laughter of guests as Lady Paula relished the company of her affluent counselor's wives during their own tea gathering.Unbeknownst to Tabitha, who hurried down the stairs in a white miniskirt and matching top, her hair styled impeccably and heels clicking against the floor."Isn't she the future Luna Queen?" one of the guests observed Tabitha, raising an eyebrow as they turned to Paula.The others followed suit, their gazes assessing Tabitha, who paid no mind to the seated guests and continued on her way.Noticing the judgmental stares from her friends, Lady Paula decided it was time for damage control."Tabitha!" she called out to the rushing woman, who briefly paused, lifting her head from her phone to acknowledge her surroundings."Meet my friends--" Paula gave her a smile, subtly hinting for her to behave appropriately in front of the counselor's wives."Hello! Sorry, I don't have time for introductions. My friends are waiting
Carena: "The dinner was amazing," Theodore exclaimed, wiping his mouth clean. He had brought me to an open beach setting. It was wonderful sitting so comfortably without even worrying about what I had worn. I wore blue jeans and a black top, not a dress for the first time at such dinners. It was also the first time I was seeing Theodore without his uniform. He wore black pants and a white shirt, looking really fresh and handsome.The dinner was really pleasant, and we had such an amazing time. "I enjoyed your company," he remarked after dessert was served. Cheesecake!"So did I. You didn't annoy me that much," I joked."I was actually expecting you to talk about baking and cooking since you love that. But your knowledge on pack matters really surprised me," he continued."Maybe you forgot that I wasn't just a cook but had been a wife and mate to two alpha kings," I mumbled with a sigh. Even thinking about it gives me chills down my spine."Yeah, I remember. How are you dealing with i
Carena:It had been five days, and life was relatively peaceful. But as they say, all good things must come to an end. And that's exactly what happened to me."Carena! Have you checked your phone?" Mrs. Bob marched out of the kitchen, hands on her hips and a stern look on her face."Why? Did I miss your message?" I asked, hastily grabbing my phone and finding a single text on it. It was from Sawyer. A frown creased my forehead because I could have sworn he had blocked me five days ago."He sent you the order for his breakfast," Mrs. Bob added before I even opened his text. That's when the whole breakfast delivery ordeal came crashing back.I honestly thought Sawyer had given up on the idea of us delivering breakfast from our bakery. But it seemed he wasn't done complicating my life and preventing me from forgetting about him."Okay! I will prepare the order and hand it over to Yamin," I muttered under my breath, hoping Mrs. Bob wouldn't object. Honestly, she shouldn't. What did it mat
Carena:"But Mr. Bob, what about my shift at the bakery?" I had been pleading with the couple every few minutes to persuade them to let me return to the bakery and then deliver food. What was the point of me staying here? It was just nonsense and Sawyer’s way of controlling my life."You have to listen to the alpha king. This is the first time our bakery has received so much royalty in a day. Just do your job well, and we might give you more relaxed hours and even increase your pay. Now stop complaining." Mr. Bob hung up on me and sighed.Sawyer sat comfortably in his chair, working on his laptop while I was stuck in his office. I mostly stood by the window, having somewhere to gaze out."Are you really going to call Mrs. Bob next? Didn't she say the same things her husband told you?" His comment came nonchalantly. His fingers were busy battling with the keyboard."Why are you doubting me, Sawyer?" I was getting annoyed with his controlling ways."Did you do the same with Ashley too?"
Carena:"Sorry?" It was like I couldn't believe my own ears, so I had to ask him to repeat himself again. He sighed and leaned his head back, turning his face slightly toward me."Come back to me," he repeated, his eyes holding hopes that I didn't expect he was capable of."I don't want to," I replied bluntly. But deep down inside, my heart was skipping beats after beats."Carena! You made your point. You can move on faster than me," he commented, but I shook my head."There was no point I wanted to make. You think I only left to prove something? Sawyer, you genuinely hurt me, and then afterward, I saw your face, which convinced me I made the right choice. There's no going back anymore," although it hurt to say that, I didn't want to keep it to myself and give him the idea that I would return one day.He suddenly straightened his back and leaned toward me, "I'm admitting you won. Isn't that enough? I've never asked anyone twice to return to my life. You're the only person I fucking ca
Carena:He was now breathing peacefully, way too peacefully. His head was resting back, and his eyes were fixed on the ceiling of the car.“Are you okay now?” I asked, a bit worried.He never replied but made sure his grasp on my wrist stayed firm. The way he held my hand so tightly and didn’t let go the entire car ride was just too much for me. His hand went from being extremely hot to somewhat warm. I could tell he was feeling better now. But it still didn’t explain what had happened to him or what was in that injection.Once the car parked in front of the mansion, I tried to free my hand to get away from him, but his grip remained firm.“Sawyer, let go. My family is waiting at home for me,” I wriggled my fingers, trying my best to break free.“Just help me get back into the mansion,” he insisted, breathing even more slowly now.“I am not stepping back into that mansion,” I stated firmly, waiting for him to let me go. But he never did.“Ma’am, he needs to rest immediately,” the driv