To start up with his day, he immediately went to his bathroom and took a shower, readying himself for his office. As much as he wanted to spend this day following his mate around, Dylan couldn’t afford to set aside his work. There are a lot of people depending on his company. Thousands of families will get affected if he lets his emotions get the best of him. He still needs to focus on it, maximizing the time to do what is required to be done. So, then he could do whatever he wanted to do. Finally dressing up with his casual business attire, Dylan took a flight downstairs towards the dining area. Stacy was already there, eating pancakes and bacon for her breakfast and getting ready for school as well. Sensing his arrival, the girl lifted her head with her brows instantly went up in bafflement. Hence, he ignored her reaction and pulled a chair for himself, and sat down across from her. “Don’t your face strain too much?” She suddenly blurted out of the blue, lowering the spoon she wa

His knuckles turned white from gripping the steering wheel so tight as he weaved through the busy street of Bunga. His wolf snorted with rage, clawing inside him, wanting to be let out and take things on its own, and Dylan struggled to keep him at bay. Throughout the sequence of traffic lights, his patience is wearing thin and he is losing his cool. He’s worried that through the span of time that he was still traveling, something might happen to his mate, same with the incident through the dark alleyway. ‘Isn’t she thinking?’ He muttered to himself as he slammed the brakes as the pub came into view, causing his car to drift sideways instead of parking it properly. He hurriedly stepped out of his car and shut the door with a loud thud, paving his way through the entranceway. Loud sound blaring in his ears, just like when he picked up Stacey the last time. The strong scent of mixed smell assaulted his nostrils, making him hold his breath for the longest time until he came to a spot wh

However, Rachel got her stubbornness mingled with the residue of intoxication that was still coursing through her veins and only scoff at him.“No, Mr. Wolfman. I can go home all by myself. I can take a cab, and...” She was about to reach for something on her side when she realized it was empty, mumbling to herself as she scratched the back of her head.“Oh, Lorelei has my purse.” “Now, get in the car, Rachie. We are on a desolated road. No taxis are going this way.” Dylan only huffed out his amusement upon seeing the disappointment on her face, knowing that she had lost their meager argument. “Fine.” She rolled her eyes on him and stomped her way back inside the car, slamming the door close with a loud bang. Dylan only shakes his head in disbelief, a laugh that earns its way out from him as he sprints towards the driver’s seat. He’s actually worried about what his house would be like once he put her and Stacey in one room. Helen would probably be laughing her butts off watching h

Satisfied with his work on her hair, Dylan shifted her into a more comfortable position, leaning down and placing a gentle peck on the forehead before he left her room and went to inspect the progress on the outside. He looked down on his wristwatch, seeing that it was almost dawn and the rest of the crew were making the final touches for all the things he had purchased. He wanted to see Rachel’s reaction when she woke up, yet he could not. There were still things he needed to do in his office. He knew Grace couldn’t handle all the workload meant for him to settle. As much as the woman admired him and could not say no to all of his requests, he is not heartless enough to put the poor woman through such a stressful situation. One of the members of the crew comes out of the kitchen. With an adjustable wrench in his hand, placing it on his tool belt, which was fastened around his waist. ” “Mr. Reed, everything is done. You can come and see. He says as he approaches him. Dylan nodded

Beast. She knew no one she called beast except for that wolfman. Completely appalled by it, her knees buckled under the weight of the situation, forcing her to grip the corner of the register's counter. exclaiming, “Oh, God!” Ice-cold beads of sweat dripped from the temples all of a sudden. Craig looked at her with curiosity, “You know him?” Rachel blinked out her fear, swallowing the large lump on her throat before answering him,“I think I know who took me home last night.” Then it came to her senses that he isn’t a human and is highly capable of taking one’s life in an instant. She roamed her eyes to her friend, checking if he was injured or something, “Are you okay? He didn’t hurt you, right?” “No, I’m fine. I should be the one asking you that.” Craig replied, assuring her that he was okay. Rachel nodded, taking a deep breath, and tried to relax, “I’m okay. He didn’t hurt me.” There was a Splitting silence blanketed between them. Craig's face became increasingly seriou