Alessandro Petrov (P.O.V.) Five hours earlier… My home brought a sense of serenity and peace. Though it is natural for me to enjoy the smell and the scenery that my bedroom balcony offered. I breathed in a deep breath of fresh air and sunk lower into my chair. I am only twenty-six years old, but I wanted to relax in comfort where the forest surrounded me - away from the noisy and filthy city. A place like this is what I deserve after hours spent at the office in the city."There you are!" I hear a squeaky female voice which could only be none other than Stephanie, the only useless pack member. She really is only kept around because she is an easy person to get into bed. Alongside that factor, her parents were actually respected members of the pack and were really hardw

Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)I could not believe that just happened. Despite my ego being crush into tiny bits, I felt horrible about everything. I did not get hired and he rejected me as his mate. I was so overwhelmed by emotions that I just laid in bed crying but no sound was coming out of my mouth. I have been crying for hours at this point and I feel like I have no tears left to cry.First, I was rejected by my real parents and now my soul mate. What is it about me that people who are meant to love me just do not accept? You would think by now that I would get accustomed to the rejection, but it still hurts so much, and I do not know how to handle it. I cannot go to my foster parents because they just would not understand due to the fact that I have to leave out certain information that is really vital and crucial to how I am feeling.I was obviously still in emotional pain, but my tear-stained face was no longer being moistened by any more tea

Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.) Today, Saturday, Dimitri was coming over so that I can get to know him better. It is not necessarily a normal thing for your new boss to visit your home to hang out with you but since he was a friend of my parents, they wanted to ensure that him and I became friends at least. My parents thought it would be a good idea to invite him over for game night, just so that I could become more acquainted with him. For whatever reason, I felt a little nervous about him coming over. I must have spent a little over an hour looking for clothes to wear that I thought could impress him. That was until I began to over think, and I told myself that he was a wealthy man, with wealthy women throwing themselves at him, so I could never amount to that. With those negative thoughts in mind, I settled for a short black summer dress and white flats because I was not about to break my feet for a guest in my home. That is beyond ridiculous. I set the clothe

Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.) Today is Monday and it is officially my first day on the job. I knew Dimitri and I got to know each other over the weekend, a little too much if you ask me, but despite that I felt nervous. I did not want to disappoint, and I feel like if I did disappoint, it would be rather embarrassing. I know that Dimitri was only giving me a shot because of my parents and now. After recent developments, he probably would include the fact that he attracted to me to that mix. Who am I kidding? I was probably a hump and dump. We will see how things turn out when I go into the office today. It was currently about five in the morning. I got up super early to pick out an outfit for the day. I was told that my working hours as his assistance are from eight in the morning to six in the afternoon. Offices usually closes at three in the afternoon, but due to my position as the secretary and personal assistant of the chief executive officer, I got the pr

Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.) Second day of work and I already feel like quitting. After all of the hardships I went through yesterday, I do not think I had the frame of mind to go through that again. I felt depressed and anxious about today. I woke up at five this morning, it is now seven o’clock and I am still in bed. It was so tempting to just lay in bed and lock off the world, but I knew that if I succumbed to my depression, there is no getting out of it within three working days. Maybe I could just quit. There are other jobs out there for me, with more professional people. I did not have to stay in this job, but it was a good one and I had so many advantages. Of course, those advantages do not come without sacrifice. That sacrifice being that I have to work with Dimitri, the man-whore and self-obsessed man child. “Isla honey, you are going to be late for work.”  I heard my mother shout through the door, and I sighed heavily. Despite my negative feel