Meghan POV.Lin narrowed his eyes at me, and I braced myself for the worst. But instead of lashing out, he seemed to deflate. "Fine, I guess I'll just have to take your word for it then.""Thank you," I said, and then feeling like that wasn't enough, added; "if it makes you feel any better, Zack and I absolutely hate each other as much as you do so I am looking forward to taking him down a notch in court."Lin smiled. A beautiful thing that reached his eyes and made them sparkle and causing my heart to skip a beat."The enemy of my enemy is a friend, I guess," he said."Yeah, you can take it like that. Oh, by the way, we need to have a talk when we get back to the pack.""More legal stuff?""Court related, yes. Also to get some signed witness accounts from your pack members."Lin nodded, and with that, we resumed our drive back to the pack, both lost in our own thoughts. I couldn't help but wonder what would happen next. Would Zack come after us again, now that we'd made our presence

There was probably no one following me, and I had heard wrong, I tried to reason yet I continued to run. Because getting back to the hotel was paramount, I reasoned. It was probably pretty late already so I had to get some shut eye soon. Although the streets were giving me the creeps, there was nothing to be afraid of. I was just running... to make sure. As you can guess, the self delusion did not last long.The hairs on the back of my neck stood on edge, and I could not shake the feeling that I was being watched, by multiple people too. I glanced over my shoulder, peering into the shadows cast by the flickering streetlights. There was no one there. I shrugged it off, chiding myself for letting my imagination run wild. I took a sharp turn and my forehead slammed into a thick, boney arm. My momentum suddenly interrupted, my feet left the floor and I ended up falling onto my rear. A slight whimper escaped my lips and I looked up to see a dark figure – a man, judging from his figur

A week after Zack's threats, I was at the exact hearing he had warned me not to attend.The courtroom hummed with anticipation as I, and my legal team made our final preparations for the crucial court case Alpha Lin has against him. The weeks leading up to this moment had been filled with tireless effort, sleepless nights, and unyielding determination. The outcome of this trial would shape not only my career but also my reputation as a formidable lawyer in the firm.I immersed myself in the preparations, meticulously gathering evidence, constructing arguments, and envisioning the potential scenarios that could unfold in court. Every detail mattered, and I left no stone unturned. The weight of the case was heavy on my shoulders, Lin was counting on me and I embraced it, knowing that my dedication and unwavering resolve would be the keys to success.The courtroom itself exuded a sense of grandeur, with its polished wooden paneling, high ceilings, and a gallery filled with eager specta

I have said it before, but I'll be stating it again, with the full conviction of someone who has experienced things first hand - HR reps are absolute devils. Toss in Anthony Curtis into that pile while you are at it too, just don't tell him you did because you would sooner find yourself riddled with fines for things you only vaguely remembered doing than you are to get anywhere meaningful with your life in the next three to five years.When I arrived back in Hundsville again, I was welcomed by an old building that looked like it had not been used in years. It was not the living house, thank goodness, but the building where the branch was to be set up. I knew I should not have accepted to do this, but it was the house they offered, damnit. It was beautiful, with a simply magnificent backyard, an even better view, and far enough away from both Trinity and Zuma pack territories that Zack and my former work clients would not find me if they tried.I could see that there was a lot of work

Meghan pursed her lips then gestured toward the backseat with her head. I glanced back, remembering that the kids were there, and saw that Emily and Ethan had fallen asleep in the backseat. They looked so peaceful, their little chests rising and falling with each breath. I could not help but smile at their innocence and the way Ethan head gently lolled to the side as I carefully lifted him into my arms was adorable. Meghan led the way, guiding us through the dimly lit hallway towards the children’s room. We moved silently, tiptoeing as if any noise could shatter the tranquility of their slumber. It was a delicate dance, navigating the unfamiliar surroundings while ensuring the kids remained undisturbed. Just as we reached the doorway of their room, a creaking sound echoed through the apartment, threatening to wake the little ones.Meghan’s eyes widened in alarm, and we froze, holding our breath. The silence that followed was almost suffocating, and I silently willed the kids to c