I hate doing this to him. “We’ll talk more when I get home. Goodbye.” Beep. Beep. Beep. The line goes dead. I turn to Alpha Reagan. “You have to fix this.” “You can't ask me to do that. That young man sounded very pissed, there's no way I'm going ahead to resolve this issue. He's going to give
REAGAN'S POV.“None of your business.”Those words Ashanti uttered landed me a blow and I'm struck and speechless as I process them.She's going out on a date with a man. A man called Leonard. I have no idea from where this man borrowed the audacity to approach and try to woo a woman he very well kn
Her words are so heart breaking. She was sick but didn't want to tell me because she did want to be a bother to me. She only felt that way because of how I've been treating her ever since she showed up. I don't have time for her and even when we're together, I'm cold and distant… acting like I don't
.ASHANTI'S POV.“Come in.” I call out the moment I hear a knock on my room door. Immediately, the creaks open slightly and Ryan's black hair pokes in.“Ryan.” I call, chuckling lightly. “What's wrong? Why are you poking just your head through the door?”“Your date has arrived to pick you up.”“Oh…”
ASHANTI'S POV. I shut my eyes close and suck in a deep breath, hoping that when I open them again, I won't see Alpha Reagan standing in front of me anymore because as it is now, I'd be more at ease with the fact that I've started seeing things than that he has come here to stop me from going on thi
ASHANTI'S POV."Hello, you've reached Conrad's cell phone, please leave a message." A loud beep follows the voice and I instantly end the call, sighing heavily."Come on Conrad!" I cry in frustration as I pick up my purse and rush out of my bedroom.I've been trying to reach my boyfriend for hours a
ASHANTI'S POV.Eerie, pin-dropping silence has been the state of this office ever since Rhea, Conrad and I walked in and greeted the Beta of the Lunar Crescent Pack.Everyone is well-behaved, including my stepmom who never knows when to shut up. Even my father doesn't have the right to say a word un
ASHANTI'S POV.If looks have lethal power, I'd be dead and buried by now because of the deadly glares I'm getting from my stepmother and stepsister."Can someone explain to me what is going on here?" Beta Ronald asks with searching eyes.. The look on his face is no longer funny. "How can you be mate