Ace's POV
The shoving footsteps going through the hallway wake me up from my deep slumber. I groan at the splitting migraine, trying to blow my head off. I sit up with a groan, struggling to open my eyes against the sun rays beaming straight on them. The blinds have been open. Was it Luke or the servants? Another painful spasm goes through my head and I'm cradling it in my palms. Why the fuck did I drink so much last night?What was going through my head? It felt like I was on a mission to drown myself in booze. And now I'm paying the hardest way for it.It's all her fault. That damned breeder who showed her ugly face at my party and jinxed the air. Seeing her put me in a cranky mood all night. I lost all patience to sit around and enjoy the party.Booze was my only solace. My fucking haven. But now it's killing me.Someone, please get me something to cool it off with. Or I may lose my fucking head.The door opens and the head maid walks in with a tray. "Good morning, Master." She bows and sets it on the nightstand.About damn time!I quickly drink up the content in the glass, knowing it's for my migraine. A few seconds later, I feel a lot calmer. Calm enough to recall that I had passed out in the hallway last night. Right after fucking that breeder. So how did I get to my room?I try to recall but my memories are vague and blurry, courtesy of the booze. I try a little harder and it sends a more excruciating spasm through my brain.Fuck! "Is there something else you need, Master?" The head maid asks in her usual courtesy tone. There's a little concern in her voice. And it fucking irks me. I didn't bloody ask for it. "No. Get out." I wave her off. I can't talk to her about last night or ask her how I got in here. So she's better off gone. "As you wish, Master.""Wait!" I put up my hand, and she halts. "The breeder. Is she awake?""I'll go check on her, Master." "Let me know.""As you wish, Master." She bows and leaves the room. At almost the same time, Luke walks in with a frown on his face. Not a good look for the morning.I leave the bed and grab my coat from the hangar. He's lingering around my couch, running his fingers lazily on it. He does that only when he's harboring some kind of anger or resentment.Seconds pass and he's yet to say a word. That's strange. He never misses a chance to get on my nerves. And after drinking as much as I did last night, I know he has a million things to say to me. So why isn't he saying them?"Morning Luke." I break the icy silence. "Morning, Ace." He finally speaks, but there's no tease in his voice. He seems rather grumpy."Are you okay?" I ask, watching him keenly. I may not have the luxury of giving fucks about the feelings and moods of others.But Luke is my man. Way from childhood. The only one I show a tad of concern to."Mm-hmmm. I'm good." He forces a smile, but it's not the least convincing. If anything, it makes me feel like there's really something off about him this morning."You sure?" "Yeah." His terse replies are unsettling. But I try to ignore them and ask the real questions bugging my mind. "Last night, I remember passing out in the hallway. I suppose it was you who brought me inside?""Yup." He sits on the couch, crossing his legs with a facetious grin. What's up with the attitude?I try to interrogate him further, especially about the beerder and where she ended up. I wanna know if he also took her to her room. But we get distracted."Master!" The head maid runs inside without knocking. What the fuck?!"Are you begging to get beheaded? How the fuck do you not know how to knock?!""She's — she's gone!""What?" I blurt out in confusion. Her panic state isn't helping either. She's crawling on the floor and shedding tears. The floor is worth more than her life. I hate that she's trashing all over it. "The breeder…she disappeared!""What?!" I glance at Luke and he seems not as perturbed as he should be. He's just sitting there, giving me that look that I'm not sure what it's about.I run out with no heads up, going to her room, just to confirm that the head maid is saying a bunch of gibberish. Greeted with the echoing silence in the room proves her right instead. She's not lying. The breeder is gone!"Find her!" I yell angrily, storming back into the hallway and heading to the garage for my car. My men are racing out of the gate in troops and I'm sure they won't stop until she's found. But I don't wanna sit around and do nothing. I wanna look for her too. When I find her, I'll bundle her up and bring her back here. And then, I'll put her through more pain than she has gone through. That way, she'll think twice before pulling such stupid stunts ever again. I drive to every inch of the Pack but there's no sign of her. My men spend two weeks combing every inch of the Pack. But not a single sign of her. It's like she vanished into thin air. After a month of extreme searching and turning over my Pack for her, I decide to call it quits. To give it a rest. I try to look on the brighter side of the situation. I never wanted her in my life. I just took her because of the crazy pressure to get an heir. The damned elders won't let me breathe. She was my impulsive resort. And I should be glad that she's gone from my life. For good. It's fucking good riddance with her gone. I hope she never comes back. Because I'll kill her. I fucking will. But then, it's funny how days turn into weeks and then into months, and I find myself thinking of her. I get my coffee in the morning and I imagine her sheepish smile when she brings her usual morning coffee. I always drench her with them but she never stops bringing them. She sure is the most persistent bitch I've ever crossed paths with. Out on the streets, trapped in traffic, I glance around for her familiar, red-brown hair. She barely combs it and it's always messy. I used to find it disgusting. Now I'm looking at every girl's hair on the street for it. Not intentionally. It's just my body having a mind of its own. My eyes are craving to see her again. And I'm not fucking sure why. Everything I do reminds me of her. Too much that I'm fucking pissed at myself for feeling this way about her absence. For lowkey missing her. I hate to admit it but I miss her. More each day until I can't hide it anymore. The solitude she left behind is eating me up. She may be tacky and chaotic but she grew on me. And that's why I miss her. It's the craziest shit that's ever happened to me. No one has ever been able to ignite the slightest breeze of emotions in my heart. But she didn't just ignite…she stirred up a tsunami of feelings. Now, she's haunting my thoughts and dreams. She's everywhere I look. With those cheeky smiles that I once found so irritating. I know seeing her everywhere is a goddam illusion. But they leave me just as insane and drained. They leave me craving for her. What have you done to me, Betty? What the fuck have you done to me?!Ace's POVA YEAR LATER…How fast time flies! Especially when all you're doing is counting the minutes each day until you fall asleep or you're deep in thought or moping around. It's been a year since Betty disappeared from my life. I try so hard to hide the agony she left behind. I try so hard to control it. But then, I figure there's no use denying it. I miss her. I need her back. I need to find her.Searching for her isn't easy. I don't know anything about her. Her crackhead stepfather had disappeared too. No trace of him. She doesn't seem to have any other relatives so my search meets a dead end. Having no clue where to look, I fall into a depth of depression. Craving her but not having her in my arms. I'm about to go insane from that wretched feeling."Master." A knock and footsteps snap me out of my thoughts. My gaze is back on the piles of files on my table that need signing. Treaties and deals for the Pack. My strenuous duties as Alpha. I can't believe I'm slacking off on th
ACE’S POV“The car is ready, Sir.” My chauffeur’s voice pulled me out of my regular zoning. Ever since Luke made that shocking revelation about Betty being my mate, I have searched every pack for her. I have searched with a heavy and regretful heart with every hope of seeing her again. I need to apologize and make my newly found feelings known. I have never felt connected and concerned about a woman not until Betty left. I felt the bond that I stupidly ignored, and I couldn’t let it die with him. I sighed and stood up from the sofa. This was the seventh pack I would be visiting in search of Betty, and I’m onto my eighth already. It was quite tiring, but I have vowed never to stop looking until I find her. I know I will. Pack duties were hanging on my neck, but I have learned to trust Luke with them while I go on the search. I just felt like things could be better between me and Betty. I followed my waiting chauffeur to the parked car.THREE YEARS LATER…..“Okay. Thank you very much
ACE’S POVThe plane touched down gently, and I could hear the voice of the pilot announcing our arrival at Moonlight Pack. I followed the crowd and left the plane. Waiting for a few minutes at the terminal to get my luggageI walked outside the airport after, and noises from cars and people greeted me. I looked around the unfamiliar town and was suddenly filled with fear. I have never imagined myself stepping into Moonlight Pack. Our disagreement and feud have lasted long enough to drift us apart, but here I am, in the same pack I vowed never to visit.Betty is worth more than a feud, and I would go to any length to get her back. I only hope she wants it, too. I caught sight of a black car and a chauffeur carrying a placard with my name written on it. I shook my head as I approached him. Luke was always extracted, so I had kind of expected it. I got into the car, and the driver put my luggage away in the trunk.“Good day, Sir. I’m Alex, and I would be your chauffeur all through your
ACE’S POV“Yes?” I mumbled from my sleep. The gentle knock on my door woke me up. As I sat up on the bed, my head spun, and I squinted my eyes from the bright lights across the room. The sun was up already.I stood up lazily and opened the door. A hotel worker was impatiently waiting for me. “Breakfast is ready, Sir.” she said calmly, hiding her earlier anger well. I replied to her and shut the door. Unable to sleep back, I got ready for the day. The weird situation between Betty and I needed to be solved, so I decided to dedicate my whole day to getting to talk to her. She mostly needs to explain “Maxwell” cause he was definitely my child, and she hid it away from me.Pulled out a simple shirt and jeans from my closet and got dressed. Breakfast was brought in a few minutes later, and I sat quietly to bacon, eggs, and avocado toast. Another gentle knock jolted me out of my thinking. Alex walked in after I responded. I had guessed it was him.“Good morning, Sir. The car is ready.” he
BETTY’S POVSince Ace suddenly showed up at the party, he has not stopped following me. He was everywhere I go. Work, meetings, photoshoots…literally everywhere!I managed to get him to stay away during the photoshoot session. I left immediately after my shot and headed home. Maxwell would be home soon from school, so I wanted to prepare dinner before he got back. I was just leaving the bathroom when the doorbell rang. I thought it was Maxwell but met Ace standing at the door and lusting after my body. I suddenly felt hot. His eyes gazed around my skin, and my cheeks grew red at him checking me out. Calling out his name to get his attention. He looked up at me and repeated similar things he said earlier today. I angrily sent him off and slammed the door in his face. It was hurting to see him again, and accepting him back would be difficult. I ignored the little voice in my head that wanted me to hear him out.“No! Ace would not have his way anymore.” I replied to my wolf and she we
ACE’S POV“I should have known! That good-for-nothing Drake has always wanted what was mine.” I mumbled to no one in particular.I attended the fundraising with the hope of making huge contributions to the company, but I was hit with something unexpected. Betty’s official relationship with Drake! I had suspected after seeing them a few times together and how they acted closer than just friends, but I had assured myself that Betty wouldn’t do that to me. She wouldn’t run into the arms of another man. She said it by herself that we were mates. I had consoled myself, but the announcement dawned everything on me.Heartbroken would be an understatement for what I felt after she dropped the bombshell. I felt like my last piece of hope was shredded into bits that couldn’t be fixed. I looked into Betty’s eyes, and she seemed emotionless. I had searched for regret and want but found nothing. I could not bear to stay in the room anymore, so I left. The drive back to the hotel room felt l
DRAKE’S POVHis eyes darkened as he saw me. Maybe he expected someone else, but I didn’t care. Betty has been a very good friend since she joined Moonlight Pack, and we have helped each other in different ways. But recently, after our fake relationship charade, she has been acting differently. I had used the fake relationship as an opportunity to let my real intentions.I love Betty. Ever since she joined Moonlight Pack, she has captured my heart, and I have tried to make my intentions known, but I was waiting for the right time. But since Ace showed up suddenly, she has been acting weird. She doesn’t pay me as much attention as before, suddenly withdrawing herself from me. I had even ignored it and blamed her busy schedule, but when I asked her to be mine officially, she asked for time to think about it.It has been days now, and I have heard nothing from her. I wanted to be patient, but I was slowly losing my patience. I wanted her so bad. Knowing that Ace showing up might make her
BETTY’S POV The week had been quite stressful. Work, meetings and photoshoots with the thoughts of Ace occupying my mind. I could hardly focus on all that was going on between Ace and Drake. Drake would not stop calling, and I feared he would show up soon after I ignored his calls. Last Wednesday night was a shock, and I didn’t expect Drake’s action. I had only gone out with him with hopes to make up for lost time and unwind about all that was going on. Ace had suddenly left after our fake relationship announcement, and it was not as exciting as I thought, but Drake was with me. His advances did not stop, and even when I told him I needed time to think, he still got me gifts.I have avoided him and his calls since last Wednesday, and I was beginning to feel guilty for rejecting him. Drake had been a friend, help and very great assistance to my life. I was always grateful I met him when I came to Moonlight. I had escaped Viking Hills that night and boarded a train to nowhere in p