Stephen, carefully lighting the candles on the cake, spoke with a touch of warmth, "Your favorite cake."Delilah's demeanor had shifted, reverting to her usual self. She found herself wondering why he even bothered with the birthday celebration. Folding her hands, she turned away, seemingly unmoved by his efforts.Stephen's patience wore thin as he implored, "Come here and cut the cake, Delilah."Yet she remained resolute, her gaze still averted. "I won't."Exasperation tinged his voice. "What the...! Why?" Stephen demanded, frustration lacing his words. "Delilah, do you even realize I arranged all of this, despite knowing I have an early morning meeting tomorrow? I don't expect gratitude, but at least cut the cake. What's gotten into you?"Delilah's response was unwavering. "Nothing's wrong with me, Stephen. The problem lies with you. Why did you even bother doing all this? I never asked for a birthday celebration. I remember a time when I wished for such gestures from you, but you n

"And here it is," Kevin's voice carried a sense of triumph as he set the cake on the table. Delilah's face lit up with a genuine smile, her eyes tracing the familiar sight of a chocolate cake before her.Nathan's voice piped up, a hint of playful complaint lacing his words. "Again? Chocolate cake?" His tone held a touch of amusement as he addressed Kevin, a glint of mischief in his eyes. "You know, Kevin Uncle, even Dad got the same cake for Mommy." His revelation hung in the air.Kevin's expression betrayed a hint of dissatisfaction at being unintentionally outdone.Jennifer, ever the voice of practicality, chimed in. "Okay, guys, enough of tempting us now." Her words carried a light-hearted tone, a gentle nudge to move things along. "Delilah, come on, cut the cake."Damon's agreement followed promptly, her voice carrying a note of eager anticipation. "Yes, Delilah," he added, a mixture of enthusiasm and hunger evident in his tone, "we're so hungry. Take this knife and let's dig in."

"Where are you going?" Delilah asked with a frown, seeing him entering the room and directly getting inside the walk in closet. She got confused when she saw him walk out of the room in jeans and a casual white shirt. His eyes darted everywhere else but Delilah even though he knew she was staring at her. He could feel her stare as he ignored her and walked toward the dressing table to wear his cologne and wrist watch. She got frustrated and walked toward her. When he still didn't pay attention to her, she forcefully turned him around to face her. "Didn't you hear me? I asked you a question. Where are you going this late at night?" She asked with a frown. "You didn't give me any rights on you. So, from which right, are you questioning me?" He asked in a blank tone, making her look at him with a shock."So we're not going to talk about anything that has been going on the whole day?" Delilah questions, breaking the awkward silence."There's nothing to talk about." Stephen shrugged, st

IN THE EVENING "Are you ready for the party?" He asked in a low tone as he glared at her. He was angry. His eyes darkened as he figured the thing out which was distracting him. It was a scent! A male's scent which was on her! "Yes, let's go!" She whispered once again in annoyance while ignoring his glare. "Where were you?" He asked, completely ignoring the conversation which was going on. The sudden possessiveness in his tone caught her off guard. She looked at him in confusion."Shopping…? You know that. What happened?" She scowled at him. "Who have you been with?" He asked, his tone getting dangerously low and intimidating. It was giving her chills as she looked at him in pure confusion."What do you mean-...?" She hardly completed her question when he suddenly picked her up and threw her over his shoulder in front of his friends. He walked toward the stairs taking long and angry strides. He was really angry. "What the hell is wrong with you?! What are you doing? Put me down!

SOMEWHERE IN THE CITY"What did you just say?" A man who's very powerful growled in a loud and scary tone, making the normal man in front of him jump in fear. "Delilah is getting close to him and she is trying to dig up the past truth. She might get way too deep into the past and discover something she was never aware of." The less powerful wolf answered with a sigh. He wasn't afraid of the man before him but was afraid of his impulsive temper. "What?" The powerful man asked with another growl. "Yes, she is getting close to his family as well. Stephen is getting weak for her again and he is getting very caring and protective of her." The man replied with a roll of his eyes and immediately another growl was heard."Stop them. Find something. Find something to blackmail her. We are going to use it up against our little princess when necessary. Or kidnap her son again!" The man who stayed in the dark answered, making the nor man smirk devilishly."Yes. Her biggest weak spot is her son