**Cassie's Point of View**I AM relieved that we have reached an agreement. Derek still calls and occasionally goes outside. Despite the fact that I am extremely busy with work-related tasks, I still make time for myself and accompany him. Derek requires my assistance, and I feel the want to help him, especially in a difficult position."You want some sandwich?" Dax inquired, sitting on my pad, Charlie and he were playing, but my kid fell asleep on his lap."Let me make one for you, Charlie is sleeping on your lap, and we both don't want this little man to wake up," I replied, walking to the kitchen.I suddenly recall Chris's wish to come here tomorrow; he is OK now. He still needs to check his body weight and things, because he appeared to be ill the first time I met him a month ago.But that's because I make sure he eats at the appropriate time and in the right amount, gets enough rest, and takes care of his mental health. I am relieved that he is gradually improving.I didn't notic
**Cassie's Point of View**THE NEXT DAY is my last day working for him. Angel is so preoccupied that she simply emailed her resignation letter, and she has lost interest in our boss, or should I say soon-to-be ex-boss.I'm not sure if I've crossed the line yet, but one thing is certain: even though I despise Derek, there is something about him that makes me feel empty, so empty.I haven't been able to understand myself very well since meeting my boss and my son's teacher. I assumed that moving on and enjoying the rest of my life calmly would be simple. However, this is not the case.While strolling down the corridor, some of the employees gave me strange looks, possibly because I wasn't wearing my uniform. I'm so unattractive right now, but it doesn't matter. I have no intention of working for this company. I'm aware, and I'll face the repercussions later, but I don't mind at all right now."YOU'RE LATE!" Is this even possible? Are you completely insane? "Angel just left and left a me
**Cassie's Point of View**I THOUGHT my new work would be more chaotic than my last one, but by chance, I met another unique and difficult supervisor.Dale is crazy crap, there is no denying that, and what I am saying is true, yet to my surprise, he is far superior to Derek.Dale possesses legendary vampire features. His face and figure are enticing, just as in vampire tales and movies. He is tall and pale, and his hair is a dark raven color. His lips are always red and wet, he has a sharp jawline and almond eyes, or, to put it another way, he is devilishly attractive."You know what, Ms. Cassie, you should confess what you truly feel towards me," he continued, smirking. He sits at his table, eats some red apples, and does nothing! He's so aggravating, but at least I know he's not alone. "Shut up, jerk. "If you talk like that again, I'll call Alice," I said. He laughed. Yes, I met his human mate, who is an amazing person. At the very least, I'm no longer worried about potential relat
**Cassie’s POV**I am on my way to Derek's company. I know; I am excited too. It has been a long time since I went to that tall building where I started my new life as a werewolf hiding her identity as a human and a simple secretary.My life is not as eventful as it was when I was still living with the pack. Human life is not a fairytale with lots of happiness, surely, but one thing is for sure... It is not as bloody and dangerous compared to the life we had living and fighting for the territory.I am not saying that I entirely hate that life. It is a werewolf instinct to live and enjoy the life of hunting as the predator of the forest, and I did not and will never regret living that life. My memories with Kaiden are forever in my heart.The taxi car stopped, and I went directly to the building. I am so glad that they can still remember me. That is something to be happy about because they are all still greeting me like I am the same old secretary to the CEO.I went inside the elevator
**Cassie’s POV**"That is a mere puppet," I said to myself. Whoever that witch is, she is not a normal one. She is powerful enough to create a powerful puppet; this is so alarming.I went home, and Derek, Art, and my son Charlie were waiting for me. They look worried, but little did they know I was stronger than they thought. I am not a simple woman, but instead, I am a pack warrior."I should just drive and pick you up," Derek said to me, and it looks like I made them worried."I am fine; whoever is the suspect, she cannot harm me." That is true, but it does not mean I should let my guard down.To stop them from further interrogating me, I cooked our dinner and served them a delicious meal. Art also decided to stay here for a while. He is a retired military officer, so he said that we are safe here as long as he is here.The three boys are sleeping right now. Of course, my apartment is not as spacious as it could be, so we all stayed together in the living room to set up our beds.I
**Cassie’s POV**With my instincts, I know that an attack is coming on my back, and it is not an attack made from magic but instead a sharp object made from silver. That is to confirm that this witch knows my weakness."She is not here to joke around, huh?" Dale said sarcastically:"Yeah, she is here to rip our necks," I retorted back."Or maybe our ass," he added. This boss of mine can kill me with his annoying words. Can I punch him in the face?Before I have the luxury of time to think about how to sabotage my idiotic boss, the witch controls her puppet with a silver thread from her fingertips. If you just have any idea how annoying the way she chuckles is like she is teasing our lives,"Can we end this witch now?" I asked my boss, still catching my breath."You have permission; this witch not only preys on humans but has this kink of torturing other supernatural creatures." Then this disgusting witch does such a thing? I will surely rip her neck for good."Hey, witch! Do you know
**Cassie's Point of View**I'm having trouble dealing with Derek attempting to get to my workplace, but I told him I'd be too busy to entertain him. I have something planned for these days that either of those two individuals is attempting to complicate, but I am allowing them to do so since they cannot interfere with my plans for the day."Here we are," Dale exclaimed as we came to a halt in the midst of the day beneath this iconic bridge in Claybourne City. Is he playing a joke on me? Because if I learn that my boss is doing another blunder, I will consider putting holy water into his favorite wine bottle, which sounds like a fantastic strategy."First and foremost, I am not messing with you! I recognize that expression; are you planning to kill me again?" In horror, Dale responded, "Good, at least he understood his assignment.""What's the deal with this place?" "I assumed you'd lead me down the path of the hidden society," I told him. It's quite hot here!He smirks before handing
**Casssie’s Pov**I saw myself running in the middle of the night. I am sweating so much, and I cannot feel the lower part of my body because maybe I am too exhausted.I have no idea why I am running this fast, why I am so afraid, or who these creatures are trying to chase me down.I ran into a thick branch of a tree and managed to hide for a while. I took some mud from the ground and put it on my body. If they are werewolves like me, they have an incredible sense of smell."You can hide, little lamb! But don't you dare think that you can escape from me?" That voice is not familiar, but I have no idea why it does give me an extreme shiver down my spine.I close my mouth using my arms. He is dangerous; if he manages to catch me, he will surely kill me, but why? Who is he?Before I managed to run again, someone held my arms, and I tried to punch him. I managed to wake up from that nightmare, but the truth is, I punch someone in real life."I am so sorry!" It is Dax, and it looks like I