Liam’s POVA baby? Trista had a baby?That’s what the man had said – Johnson, the CEO.He fired the manager for firing her…while she was pregnant.Five years…That meant?God, she was beautiful. Way more beautiful than I remembered. I was gobsmacked when I saw her. She was so mature now. She finally ditched those ugly thick glasses. I never knew how lovely her eyes were, the way they sparkled when she smiled. She had an elegance about her, a gracefulness. She was successful and confident.And her designs! They were extraordinary. I’d be an idiot. A complete asshole to Trista. I had thought Lucy and I were in love. She was my mate after all. But the only thing Lucy was in love with was money. That became clear pretty fast.“Liam,” she would coo, batting her eyelashes. “Take me to the jewelry store. I need a new piece for our dinner tomorrow night.” And then, when we got there, she would beeline right for the most expensive piece in the store! She wouldn’t even ask me; she’d just tell
Trista’s POV Just as I sat back to relax – ping. It was my phone. ‘Strange,’ I thought. Who would be calling me on the plane?’ It was Johnson’s mom. Her words came out in a frantic slur. “I’m so sorry, Trista. It was an accident. Billy and Belle. They’re hurt.” “What?” I asked her to slow down. My heart clenched. Hurt? My babies? She explained that they’d been injured while they were playing with some other kids. She assured me that they were okay. This didn’t help the sinking feeling in my stomach. I told Johnson and he said would go directly to his parents’ house when we landed. The kids were supposed to stay with them for another week while we had some business meetings. “We’ll cancel the meetings.” Johnson took my hand and squeezed it. “Don’t worry about work. Let’s go see the kids.” I nodded. The rest of the flight felt like it took a million years! But finally, we landed in Paris. We rented a car and went straight to his parents’ house
Trista’s POV I looked at Dagny in shock! Shifted? She knew I was a werewolf? But how? Before I could ask though, she waved her hand dismissively, changing the subject. “You’ve had a long day. Take a long hot shower. Relax. I’ll have your dinner brought to your room.” Then she patted me affectionately on the arm and walked away. The room was really nice. A four-post bed sat in the middle. There was a private ensuite bathroom. I walked to the giant picture window and opened it. A fresh breeze blew wafted into the room. Serafina yawned lazily. I hadn’t felt her in awhile. Seeing Liam had been too overwhelming for her. She still remembered the pain of being rejected, so she’d gone into hiding. But now, here at Johnson’s family home, she awakened. “Dagny knows I’m a wolf,” I told Serefina. “But how? Is she a werewolf too?” Serafina shook her head. “I didn’t pick up any werewolf scent on her,” she admitted. Hm.
Trista’s POV “What?” I asked. We hadn’t mentioned Liam since we left. Why was he bringing this up now? “Seriously. A first class dick. I know you don’t want to talk about him, but I just wanted you to know how I feel. I hate the guy.” I didn’t respond. What was there to say? I wasn’t exactly too fond of Liam either. Not after what he’d done to me. “I don’t get it.” He shook his head. “How could any man cheat on a woman like you? I mean, come on. You’re beautiful, and smart.” I blushed. There was tension in his words, a seriousness. It was making me feel uncomfortable. Then he fixed his eyes on mine. “If you were my wife, I’d never even LOOK at another woman again.” My cheeks flamed a deeper shade of red. I desperately wanted to change the topic. “I really am sorry,” I said. “For all the trouble I’ve caused your parents. Your father seems…upset…by the fight. And I don’t blame him. My chil
Trista’s POV I tossed and turned all night. My dreams were a messed up mix of fragments, bordering on nightmares. But one dream in particular scared me so badly I couldn’t go back to sleep. In the dream, I knelt in the forest while Liam laughed maniacally at the tree line. Rogues crept in from the trees, their eyes glinting in the moonlight. They held knives, ready to stab me. I begged Liam for help but he only kept laughing. Then the rogues all shifted, to tiny little wolf pups. They yipped and ran in circles at my feet. “Eat her!” Liam instructed the wolf pups. They nipped at my ankles. Then Dagny appeared, dressed in a blue robe. “Oh no,” she said, waving her hand dismissively. “Don’t eat her. She’s a WEREWOLF!” Then she glared at me; her eyes were fire red. I bolted upright in bed, breathing heavily. The dream filtered away. I could still hear the little wolf pups, yipping and my feet. Could still hear Liam’s maniacal laugh. Could still see Dagny’s red eyes.
Trista’s POV “Good morning, sleepy head,” Johnson called to me when he saw me. Both the children looked so happy. It warmed my heart. How did I get so lucky? My life was like a fairy tale, a real live dream. The complete opposite of what it had been five years ago when I first came to Milan… Five years ago, I stepped off the plane with one goal in mind – to get hired by JL. I went straight to the head office. I was going to tell them about how I’d been treated back in the United States. I’d been fired for no reason! I would explain it all and then convince them to give me a job. “I’d like to see the CEO,” I told the receptionist when I’d finally found the building. She peered at me from over her glasses. “Do you have an appointment?” She looked annoyed. “Well, no,” I said. “But I can wait. Or I can see someone else. A hiring manager?” “I can’t let you in without an appointment,” she said. Then she went back
Trista’s POV“Look out!” I hollered to the man in the suit. The man in the suit had no idea he was being followed! I had to warn him. My voice echoed through the parkade.The man in the suit turned around, his eyes quizzical.The man with the gun quickly fired a few shots at the man in the suit. But the man in the suit was already alert and he dodged the attack.The man with the gun turned to me. He narrowed his eyes with anger in it. Then he pointed his gun and shot me.My visual impairment didn't allow me to move as swiftly as I would have liked. Even though I had my glasses on, all I could do was watch the bullet fly towards me.Pain ripped through my arm.“Oh my god!” the man in the suit yelled, running towards me. I crumpled to the ground, holding my arm. The man with the gun took off.“Just, just stay calm,” the man in the suit said, taking out his cell phone. “I’m going to get you help.”There was so much kindness in his eyes.Yes, it was Johnson.Before I knew it, he was liftin
Trista’s POV My heart lurched. Billy was thrown from the back of the horse. The trainer lunged under Billy and broke his fall. The horse reared up, kicking its front legs in the air. It neighed loudly. I ran to them. Johnson got there first. He dismounted and then lifted Belle from the horse. Belle wailed. She was terrified. Johnson wrapped his arms around her. Billy was on top of the trainer on the ground. I lifted him off the trainer. “Momma?” Billy asked, his face pale and his eyes wide. “I’m….I’m so sorry,” the trainer stuttered, getting up to his feet. He cradled his left arm. “I don’t know what happened. Something spooked her.” “Is Billy okay?” Johnson asked. The horse continued to kick, its nostrils flaring. “Yes,” I said. I checked him over. He wasn’t hurt, just shocked. The trainer, however, didn’t escape the ordeal so easily. His arm was bent in an unnatural way. “Your arm,” I said to him