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1,952,818	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1952728}'	No	2024-08-01 19:12	active	1201	1829524580873101	🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻	The noise was coming from across the hall. The jubilant exclamations. "Oh yes! Oh Alpha!"<br /> <br /> It hit me with a waive of nausea. My husband, my mate... was sleeping someone else in his bedroom across the hall. By the sounds of things, the woman was enjoying it a lot more than I had. I grasped my phone, but there was no use in calling anyone now. I knew the sickness that I had could not be helped by any doctor. There is no cure for the pain of an unfaithful mate. I knew it. And he knew it. He knew exactly what he was doing to me. I curled up on the floor, but there was no way to get any relief. I heard his lover scream in desire, just as the pain became so unbearable that I lost consciousness.<br /> <br /> That is how I woke up. Fell on my bedroom floor, smeared with my own blood. The stabbing pain was over and gone, but the ache of betrayal remained. It didn't matter that he didn't like me and I didn't like him... there was a thing that bonded us together that was beyond our control. My poor wolf was crying , whimpering, traumatized.<br /> <br /> I had just barely exited the room, when I felt an iron grip bite painfully into my arm, and spin me into the wall. I found myself face to face with Nolan.<br /> <br /> "Let me make something perfectly clear," he growled. "I do not want you, and I do not need you. You are only here in this house because my father is an old-fashioned fool. I will marry you to fulfill the treaty contract, but you will never be the Luna, and you will never be my mate." As if to punctuate his rejection, he gave me an extra shove against the wall, and then he stalked off in the other direction... and I was left staring after him... my mouth open, my face pale, and my arm aching.<br /> <br /> It wasn't a real rejection, right? I mean if he was formally rejecting me he would have to say the words. "I Nolan Pierceson of the Gold Mountain pack, do hereby reject you Nina..." And then I would reject him back, and the bond would break. But he hadn't said those words, exactly. Still there was a pain in my chest like something was ripping away. It was powerful enough that I had to hold my chest and gasp for breath. A few other people were trailing out of the dining room now, casting curious glances at me, and I knew I had to get upstairs before anyone started asking me questions that I couldn't answer. I was tired now, and I didn't really care who saw me limp as I dragged myself to the stairs and made my slow, painful climb up three flights. "Are you all right madam?" someone asked. I didn't even look at them, just ground out, "I'm fine." and kept climbing. Once I was at my floor, my legs were so bad I could barely walk at all. My left leg dragged, and I used the wall to balance as I made my way down the hall to my own door. Once inside I turned the lock, and fell across downstairs.<br /> <br /> ...<br /> <br /> I knew it was bad news when Daddy called me into the office to talk. When we want to discuss something nicely as a family, we do it around the dinner table. We don't get called into the office unless we are in trouble. As I followed Beta Phillip through the pack-house, I felt that heavy sense of foreboding weighing me down. I saw a sort of pity in Phillip's face when paused to let me catch up, and glanced back at me. I was already searching my mind, trying to think of what I might have done to get myself in trouble... but I'm really a pretty boring girl. I couldn't think of anything that might have triggered my father so badly that he would call me into the office.<br /> <br /> We came to a stop in front of the heavy oak door. Phillip knocked twice, and my father promptly called, "Enter!" Phillip opened the door, and stood aside for me to precede him into the room. It was so formal, it felt all wrong. And then he closed the door again, shutting me inside with my father. Daddy was hunched at his desk, and he didn't look happy. His handsome face was haggard, and somehow, he looked older today than he had just a few days ago. "Sit down, Nina."<br /> <br /> I limped to one of the leather wing backed chairs that faced his desk. I didn't limp because I had any recent injury, I just had bad legs. I sank gingerly down on the leather, sitting on the very edge, because somehow it didn't feel safe to relax. Daddy wasn't looking at me... he was looking at papers on his desk. He cleared his throat several times, as if he was struggling to find the right words. When he looked up, his face had hardened, and when he spoke, he spoke with his firm Alpha voice. Not his Daddy voice. That made me shrink back further into the chair.<br /> <br /> "Nina, as part of the treaty negotiations with the Gold Mountain Pack, I have agreed to a marriage alliance. You, Nina Boyton, will marry the Alpha's son, Nolan Pierceson on the next new moon."<br /> <br /> I felt like someone had punched me, knocked the air out of me. "What? Daddy! How could you??" I ,whispered in shock. Arranged marriages were an archaic thing of the past. Nobody did that any more, did they?<br /> <br /> Daddy looked pained. "I did it for the sake of our pack, Nina. We are a small pack, and since your mother..." he couldn't quite bring himself to say the word "died"..."We are weak and vulnerable. We need the protection of a larger, stronger pack. This political alliance will ensure our safety and our survival."<br /> <br /> I felt so many emotions whipping through me, I couldn't grab a hold of them. "But... why me?" I had two sisters, one older, and one younger. Janice was smart and strong, one of our best warriors. And the younger, Hannah was the beautiful one. None of us had found our mates, we were all single and available. I was almost sure if the Alpha of Gold Mountain had ever seen the three of us, he would have picked one of them. Not me. I am the most ordinary, non-descript, and insignificant of the Alpha's daughters. And then it hit me like a slap in the face. Without my father answering me, I knew why he had sacrificed me. I'm the weak one. I'm the expendable one. I'm the one with the "bad legs".<br /> <br /> "Its not what you think, Nina." My father said quietly. "It has nothing to do with your... condition." He never knew quite how to refer to my inexplicably weak legs. The pack doctors hadn't been able to diagnose the problem, even the human doctors had shrugged me off after a battery of inconclusive tests. I waited for him to explain. But my father didn't elaborate further, and that irritated me.<br /> <br /> "Don't I get a say in this? Don't you need my consent before you sell me off "for the sake of the pack"? What if I refuse?"<br /> <br /> My father's face blanched for a moment, and then darkened. "If you refuse, I will disown you, and you will be exiled from the pack."<br /> <br /> His words hit me like a slap in the face. My own father would throw me out of the family and out of the pack and make me go rogue? Who was this man, behind the desk? Surely this wasn't my Daddy. He wouldn't have done this to me. I felt a hot tear run down my cheek, and I could only think, if Mama had been alive, she never, ever would have allowed him to do this to me. For a few moments I seriously considered the option of refusing and being exiled. I didn't really stand a chance, as a lone she-wolf without a pack. I wasn't physically strong enough, but more importantly... I couldn't stand the idea of being forever separated from the family that I loved. Daddy was doing something terrible at that moment, that broke my heart. His responsibilities as Alpha had to come first... even if it meant sacrificing his own daughter. Although everything inside me was raging against it, I had to obey his order. Not only for him, but for the pack that I loved.<br /> <br /> My shoulders slumped forward in defeat. I could no longer meet his eye, and stared down at my toes instead. I couldn't find the words to speak, so I simply nodded. I didn't see his face, but I could hear the relief in his voice. I wonder if he'd secretly been worried that I would actually choose exile over a forced marriage. But when he spoke, it was the heartless, stern, Alpha voice again. "You will pack up your things. You will leave tomorrow in the morning."<br /> <br /> My head jrked up. "So soon? But you said, on the new moon?"<br /> <br /> "I said the marriage would take place on the new moon. The alpha has requested you to come immediately. Gretta will come and help you pack." He shuffled the papers on his desk, as if they were suddenly more important than his daughter. "You are dismissed."<br /> <br /> Dismissed? I don't ever remember my father speaking to me like that... like I was some underling to order about. I made my way back to my room in a stupor, passing pack members in the hall but not really seeing anyone, or hearing their greetings. I shut the door in my room and managed to lean back against it before the strength left my legs and I sank to the floor. Being forced to marry a stranger was bad enough, but it had deeper, more far reaching implications. I would be forever tied to a man I didn't love, and I would never get to experience the joy and completion of finding my mate. That's what every wolf longed for, as soon as they came of age. To find your goddess-given soul mate, the magical person who would complete you and make you whole. All happiness and satisfaction was tied up in that one, fated person. And I would be denied it, forever. Great big tears of self pity rolled down my cheeks as I absorbed the unfairness of it all.<br /> <br /> After awhile a knock came at the door, and Gretta, a sweet little omega who worked in the pack house poked her head in. "I was told to come assist you, Miss Nina." I sighed and hauled myself to my feet. I might as well resign myself to my miserable fate.<br /> <br /> "I need to pack," I said dully. "I'm leaving in the morning."<br /> <br /> "Oh, of course." She was too submissive to dare to ask where or why. I wondered if my sisters knew already, or if they were being kept in the dark too. I wasn't sure I could face them right now. I pulled two suitcases out of my closet that I had only used once when mother took us on a trip to Mexico. "What exactly do you want to pack?"<br /> <br /> I sighed and pulled open my drawers. "Just the absolute essentials Gretta," I said, pulling out my favorite clothes and throwing them on the bed. I was a no-nonsense kind of girl when it came to fashion. I preferred comfort over style, and I didn't own many nice or fancy things. I pulled a couple of nice dresses out of the closet and tossed them on the pile, for formal occasions. I wondered idly if there would be a real wedding dress for this farce of a marriage, or if we were just going to stand before the officiant in our street clothes while it was made legal.<br /> <br /> I looked around my room, trying to gauge what other things I needed to take. I slipped my mother's delicate porcelain jewelry box into the bag, wrapped carefully in one of my sweatshirts. There was the picture of my sisters and I, taken several years ago, our arms looped around each other, smiling happily at the camera. There was my leather bound journal, and my laptop. Other things seemed too childish to take to your marriage home... like the old, worn stuffed bear that had graced my pillow since I was six years old. But I did finally take the fuzzy lap-blanket, printed with cheerful sunflowers and butterflies, and tuck it in the top of my bag. After adding in the practical toiletries and other necessities, I sighed and declared the work finished. I felt a little sad that the entire of my 19 years of life could so easily be condensed into two suitcases, and another fat tear rolled down my cheek.<br /> <br /> I'd never felt so worthless and unloved in all my life. But now I had to face the facts. My own father considered me expendable. The Gold Mountain pack had demanded a bride, and I had been, quite literally, thrown to the wolves. A part of me wanted to call my sisters, to cry to them, to tell them how scared and worried I was about this great unknown responsibility that had just fallen on me... but I couldn't. I suppose I resented them. They would go on with their normal, happy lives after I left. My fate didn't matter much to them, in the grand scheme of things. Their sympathy at this point would only make me feel worse.<br /> <br /> I thanked Gretta for her help, and quietly closed the door behind her. My suitcases were standing neatly by the door. I grabbed my old, well loved teddy bear and curled up on the bed, and tried to shut my mind to all the hurt and all the worries that were eating at me. My mother would have said, "Chin up, sweetheart. Face the world head-on." Thinking of my sweet mother only made me cry harder, until I fell into an exhausted sleep.<br /> I awoke to a timid knock on the door. Dawn was barely breaking outside my window, and I was still sprawled across my bed in yesterday's clothes. My eyes felt puffy and gritty from crying. I had never eaten dinner, and my stomach was complaining. "Miss Nina?" Gretta called timidly. "The Beta says you should be prepared to leave in one hour."<br /> <br /> One hour. Jeezus, they weren't wasting any time in shipping me out of here. I dragged myself to the shower. The pain and weakness in my legs was always the worst first thing in the morning. I braced myself against the sink while I stripped down, and turned the shower on as hot as it could possibly go. I scrubbed and scrubbed at my skin as if I could wash away whatever fault, whatever weakness had made my father choose me. When my skin was pink and irritated, I washed my long, dark hair, and stepped out in a billow of herbal scented steam. What were you supposed to wear when you were being traded off to another pack? I felt like I should wear something black and ugly. After all, I was mourning the loss of my life, my hope, my freedom. But I decided against the funeral garb, and opted for a sun dress that was pretty, but casual. The bright turquoise color went well with my dark honey skin, and made my eyes look more gold than brown. I pulled my hair up into a lose bun, and fastened my favorite turquoise beaded choker around my neck, with the dainty, matching earrings. I stared at my reflection critically in the mirror. No matter how flattering the clothes, or pretty the jewelry, the young woman staring back at me was still just... me. The epitome of ordinary. Neither tall nor short, fat nor skinny, pretty nor ugly. I was simply unremarkable in every way... unless today you counted the fact that my eyes were still red and swollen and I was more pale than usual.<br /> <br /> At precisely 7:00 am there was a sharp knock on my door. I opened it, expecting to see my father, but instead it was his gamma, Pedro. "Miss Nina, your father said I am to drive you to the Gold Mountain pack. Are you ready?"<br /> It was a two hour drive from our small pack to the much larger Gold Mountain Pack territory. But you know when you DON'T want to arrive somewhere, it seems like the journey goes in the blink of an eye. If I were looking forward to this meeting, the two hours would have seemed forever. As it was, Pedro drove silently. My father's third had always been open and friendly with me, so I wondered if my father had given him orders not to talk to me. That hurt. Hurt on top of hurt seemed to be the order of the day. And I was hungry. I never went down for dinner the night before, and I had been rushed out of the house before I had a chance to eat breakfast this morning. With every grumble of my empty stomach, my mood was growing a little darker.<br /> <br /> I'd never been into Gold Mountain Territory. I'd only heard stories of the notorious pack. They were big, and strong, and brutal. Their warriors were considered the best, the elite, and reportedly trained relentlessly. They had no mercy on their enemies, and had reportedly wiped out entire packs who had betrayed them in one way or another. But I always took these kinds of stories with a grain of salt. Every pack wanted to be known as the biggest and the baddest, and stories tended to be exaggerated to bolster that reputation. My impression as we crossed the boundary and entered into their pack grounds was of absolutely beautiful, wild looking gardens, and a huge manor that would have fit our pack house inside it four times. It was T shaped and sprawled out into three wings, a beautiful structure built from native stone, with big windows framed by black shutters. It was fronted by a huge veranda and two big ornate doors that opened into the main hall.<br /> <br /> Pedro parked the SUV, and for the first time in the whole trip, Pedro turned and spoke to me. He laid his big, rough hand on mine in my lap. "Stay strong, Miss Nina. You can do this." That is all he said. He climbed out, and came around to open my door, as if I were someone important. He pulled my suitcases out of the boot, and then he escorted me up to the veranda, where a handful of people were waiting for me.<br /> <br /> There was a huge man, and I mean HUGE, who seemed to be about my father's age. He should have been nearly seven feet tall, with arms like tree trunks. His ruddy face was framed by two overgrown sideburns and a crazy mop of hair that reminded me of the Wolverine from the X-men comics. His eyes were a piercing pale blue, and quite cold as they watched me approach. Beside him, in sharp contrast, was a dainty little sprite of a woman. She barely cleared five foot, and was so petite it seemed like a strong wind might blow her away. She had long, curling blond hair, and beautiful green eyes, and a wide, friendly smile. I was so happy to see at least one smiling face, it eased my tension a bit. The other people stood back a bit from this couple, and seemed to be lower ranking pack members. They stared at me curiously.<br /> <br /> I concentrated really hard on controlling my uneven gate. I did not want these people to see me limping, and if I worked really hard, I could pull it off, but it took a lot of effort, and I had to move slowly. Under the circumstances, I thought it would seem appropriate that I approached a strange pack and strange people with slow caution. The pretty woman danced down the steps, and folded me into a warm and unexpected hvg. "Welcome to Gold Mountain, dear. I am Caydence, and my husband, Bernhard." She gestured to the lumberjack-giant who still stood on the steps. She didn't refer to herself as Luna, or her husband as Alpha, but it was obvious enough that they were the leaders. I looked around and wondered where the son was, the Nolan I was supposed to marry.<br /> <br /> As if sensing my inquiry, the Luna shook her golden curls. "My sons are not here at the moment, but you will meet them soon. Come, lets get you inside and get you settled." She looped her arm through mine, and with one last, helpless glance at Pedro, I let her drag me inside. The great pack house was as beautiful on the inside as it was on the outside, tastefully decorated and thoroughly modern. She lead me through a maze of rooms and corridors in a sort of whirlwind tour. "The conference room is there, and that is the entertainment room... and oh, that's the nursery for the pups... there is a guest bathroom here, and the kitchen is this way. Have you eaten?" She didn't even wait for me to answer, "I'm starving, lets go get some breakfast." She lead me into a huge dining hall, that easily could have seated a hundred people. She pulled me toward a table for two, and no sooner had our backside's hit the seat of the chairs than a uniformed waitress appeared. I recognized her as an omega, by her submissive posture.<br /> <br /> "Kelly dear, this is Nina Boyton, Nolan's betrothed." The waitress peaked up at me in surprise, then quickly looked back down at her order pad. "Nina, this is Kelly, one of our regular kitchen staff. So, what will you have?" Before I could answer, she was putting in her order. "I'll have a four-egg omelette, with Swiss cheese and mushrooms, a blueberry muffin, toasted with butter, and four sausage links."<br /> <br /> I blinked in surprise. How could such a tiny woman put away so much food?? Luna Caydence looked at me expectantly. "Um...I'll also have a muffin, and a cup of tea, please."<br /> <br /> When the waitress had scampered away, Luna Caydence reached across the table and placed her hand over mine. "I'm sure this is a very difficult and uncomfortable transition for you, my dear. But I want you to know that I am here for you, you are most welcome in this family, and I will do everything in my power to make you comfortable. But Nolan..."<br /> <br /> I swallowed... there was something ominous about that. But Nolan what? I was too afraid to ask.<br /> <br /> "Nolan can be... difficult." She said vaguely. "His father and I, we hope that he will settle down now, and take up his responsibilities."<br /> <br /> I frowned and fiddled with the silverware. Difficult? What did difficult mean? I wanted to ask more... I wanted to know more about what this future husband of mine was like. But I couldn't find the words, and I had a feeling that Caydence was done talking about her son. She had moved on, saying how happy she was to have a woman in the family, that she had heard so many nice things about me... well I was sure that was a bunch of baloney. I bet she knew absolutely nothing about me, beyond my name and my marriagablility. Still, I liked Caydence, I appreciated her friendliness. I tried to hide my smile as an enormous platter of food was set before the tiny woman, and she dug into her eggs with gusto. I was feeling very hungry, and probably could have put away nearly as much food, but I didn't want to seem like a glutton, so I tried to nible at my muffin and act lady-like.<br /> <br /> After we finished, (and yes, she finished everything on her plate,) she lead me up the stairs. I swallowed down my horror as I looked at the flights of elegantly curving staircase that I would have to traverse to get to my guest room on the third floor. Navigating stairs were very difficult for my heavy, clumsy legs, and it made them ache something fierce. Was it too much to hope that somewhere in this gigantic house there was a service elevator? Desperately trying to hide my pain and discomfort, I grasped the hand rail, and pulled myself up the stairs behind the spritely woman as fast as I could without falling flat on my face. When we got to the third floor, she looked back at me, struggling up the last few steps, and frowned, but said nothing. She lead me down a long hall, and opened the door to a beautiful guest suite, with a big bed, and a private en-suite bathroom. My suitcases had already been deposited inside. "Make yourself comfortable my dear. I'll send Daisy to you when she's done cleaning up from breakfast. If there is anything you need, she can be of assistance. Now if you'll excuse me, I have some business to attend to.." And just like that, she left me alone in the beautiful room, in the big, strange house.<br /> <br /> Daisy was a delightful young Omega who was assigned to be my maid. Not that I really needed a maid, mind you, but I was happy to have her as a companion. Her name suited her perfectly, because like the wild-flower, she was bright, cheerful, and sunny. Her smile was too wide for her little face, her nose turned up, and her dark blond hair was an uncontrollable riot of curls. Her blue eyes danced with good humor, and she just seemed like the kind of person that was genuinely happy right down to the core of her being. I loved her right away. She helped me unpack my few things, and then we sat together on the bed and we talked for a few minutes.<br /> <br /> "What is life like in the pack?" I asked her.<br /> <br /> She smiled (I don't think I'd seen her NOT smile, ever) "Oh its a good life," She said sincerely. "The Alpha runs a tight ship, we work hard, we train hard, but its a very fair pack, and we have a lot of fun too. We can't wait for your marriage celebration. I hear the Luna is planning a big party, and the whole pack will be invited. I love parties! Even if I have to work in the kitchen, we are allowed to take shifts so we all get to have a turn taking part in the festivities."<br /> <br /> I smiled. I already liked the way the Luna ran her household. In some packs, omegas were treated like slaves. I think at home we treated them fairly. They were paid wages for the work they did, but Daddy didn't exactly go out of his way to make them feel like they were valued members of our family. They were definitely looked down upon, and that had never really sat well with me. Not every member of the pack could be a warrior, and the omega's performed really valuable services by taking care of the children and providing domestic services that the hunters simply didn't have time for.<br /> <br /> "And what what about Nolan. What is he like?"<br /> <br /> For the first time, Daisy's perpetual smile faltered. She pasted it back on, but it wasn't quite as real as it had been before. "Oh he's very handsome." She said. "He's so tall, like the Alpha, but not so burly."<br /> <br /> "Okay, he's nice to look at, but what is he LIKE? What is his personality like."<br /> <br /> Daisy pushed herself off the bed. "I think its better if you get to know him for yourself, mistress. I don't want your impressions of him to be influenced by my opinions. I need to go see about preparing the food. If you need anything just call me." And she slipped away, quietly shutting the door behind her.<br /> <br /> Oh boy. I stared at my hands, at the short trimmed nails that hadn't seen a polish since my thirteenth birthday. All the things that Daisy HADN'T said spoke more loudly than the words she DID say. If Nolan was truly a great guy, she would have been eager to extol his virtues, right? She would have said, "He's really kind. He's really gentle. He's really just." But she didn't say anything. I suppose it was commendable that she chose silence over lies, but I was growing increasingly uneasy. The Luna called him "difficult", and my new friend wouldn't call him anything, except handsome. But it wouldn't matter if he was the most handsome man in the world if he was a complete as hole.<br /> <br /> I felt a little nervous going down to dinner, knowing that I would meet my husband-to-be. I tried to pick out a pretty outfit, without being overtly over dressed. I brushed out my hair and left it loose, as the long chocolate colored waves were maybe one of my best assets. I even tried to put on a little make up, just to add some definition to my eyes. I sighed at my reflection, dissatisfied but knowing that it was the best I could do. I grimaced at the prospect of going down all those stairs, and reminded myself that I needed to ask Daisy if there was a service elevator in the house. The way how it was all decked out with modern appliances, it seemed like it must have a lift hidden somewhere. But then again, they probably hadn't figured in the possibility of a disabled werewolf when they designed the manor.<br /> <br /> I can't describe to you what an ordeal it is for me to navigate a set of stairs. I have to creep down one step at a time. Left foot down, right foot down onto the same stair. And then repeat. If I try to march down the steps like a normal person, alternating feet on alternating stairs, one of my legs is sure to collapse, and I'll take an ugly tumble down. Ask me how I know... I'm embarrassed to say its happened more times than I can count. So I have to go down the stairs like a little kid, clinging to the rail, one step at a time, praying that no one is watching me. Luckily I seem to be the only guest on the third floor at the moment, and I'm nearly at the bottom before I start seeing other people scurrying around in preparation for dinner.<br /> <br /> Daisy came around the corner, her face split in a smile, and her eyes lighting up as she saw me, "Ah there you are mistress! Luna had just sent me to go fetch you. The meal is nearly ready. You look very nice, I love that top." She bubbled cheerfully, and took my elbow to guide me back toward the dining room. Unlike this morning, when the room had been empty, this evening it was crammed full. I swallowed nervously and did my best to straighten my spine and walk normally. From every table, heads turned and looked at me, and people whispered, and I felt the blood rush to my face. I'm not normally shy, but I can't say that I really like being the center of attention either.<br /> <br /> "Nina darling, over here!" The Luna stood, and gestured to an empty seat at what appeared to be the Alpha's table. Daisy patted me on the shoulder and went back to the kitchen, while I made my way to the Luna. I reminded myself that from now on, this was my family, and these were my people. I sat in the empty seat, and looked around, but I still didn't see anyone "tall and handsome" that should be Nolan. There was a slim and slight black man sitting opposite the Alpha, and next to the black man, a pretty and slightly plump white woman. "Our Beta, Floyd, and his wife, Moira." the Luna made the introductions. The beta gave me a look. It was not a nice look. Somehow I imagined it was the look a spectator would give a condemned prisoner. His wife Moira gave me a small, friendly smile, and offered her hand. "Welcome to the family, dear." she said. She had a beautiful, lilting voice.<br /> <br /> The waitstaff started going around the room serving the food. "Its Italian night," the Luna explained, as bowls of salads, plates of meat and cheese lasagna, and carving boards of hot sourdough bread where arranged at each table. The food smelled delicious, and the Luna did not hesitate to compliment the kitchen staff on their excellent work. "Oh Berta, please come and meet Nina Boyton. Nina, this is Berta, she is the manager of our kitchen, an absolute genius with food and hospitality." Berta flushed happily and bobbed in a curtsy.<br /> <br /> "Thank you, Luna. Nice to meet you Mistress. Welcome. If you'll excuse me, the dessert..." and she hurried off again.<br /> <br /> There was the quiet and content murmur of a room full of people where were eating and enjoying casual conversations... when the door suddenly slammed open, and all conversation ground to an abrupt halt. Into the now silent hall, two young men entered... and I immediately felt a strange and dizzy sensation over take me. I held my head at the temples and peaked through my hands at what must surely be Nolan... and his brother William. Daisy was right. He was handsome. He looked like some Roman god, with his shoulders squared, his jaw set, his hair flowing around his shoulders, a little rough stubble on his finely carved jawline. He was all muscle. But his eyes... oh his eyes... even from across the room I could see the unique blue-grey color of his irises, and they were cold. Ice cold and furious. And somehow I just knew that that fury was directed at me. I felt the childish urge to slide down in my chair and hide under the table.<br /> <br /> At the same time, I was bombarded by the sweetest and most intoxicating aroma... of what? Was that his aftershave? A cologne? He didn't look like the kind of man who would douse himself in cologne, but he smelled really, really good. Like fragrant cedar and something sweet and musky. While I was on one hand tempted to hide from those cold, angry eyes... on the other hand I had the insane urge to run to him, to bury my head in his neck, and inhale that sweet, attractive smell. His mouth pressed into a flat, hard line... which totally ruined the effect of his full, sensual lips, as he stalked over to the family table.<br /> Belatedly, I noted his brother. Both the Luna and Daisy and mentioned that there was a younger brother, William. William seemed to favor his mother's genetics. He was not as big or as intimidating as Nolan, His blond hair was neatly trimmed, and he had a more willowy, graceful figure. His eyes were very blue, and very amused. As much as his brother had eyed me with hatred, I had the distinct feeling that this one was laughing at me, and I didn't like it. If there is one thing I can not tolerate, its being laughed at.<br /> <br /> I didn't worry about the younger brother for long, because the closer Nolan stalked, the stranger I began to feel. I felt like I couldn't get enough oxygen in my body, and I wondered if I might actually pass out. I'm not one of those weak, fainting girls. I've never passed out in my life. But at that moment I was seeing funny little black spots around the edge of my vision, and I was awfully dizzy.<br /> <br /> "Nolan," Luna spoke, a sharp edge of disapproval in her voice, "Its nice of you to join us. I want you to meet Nina..." Nolan jrked out a chair, and instead of offering me a hand, or a greeting or a good old-fashioned "nice to meet you," he growled at me.<br /> <br /> He growled at me, and my inner wolf whimpered. Mate. She whispered.<br /> <br /> No. Oh no no no. This cold eyed, impolite Neanderthal of a man could not be our mate. My mind fought it even as my body responded to that pheromone he was pumping out. I looked him in the eye and I saw that he knew it too. And he had absolutely no intention of acknowledging it. He must have a thing of a lot of self control to be able to shrug off the mate bond, and slather butter on a piece of bread like nothing else mattered.<br /> <br /> He hates us. He doesn't want us.<br /> <br /> I picked up my fork and tried to push my sluggish mind into some coherent thought. What were the odds that I get thrown into an arranged marriage, and the husband forced on me is actually my mate? Like one in a billion, right? But then what are the odds that I finally meet my mate, and he hates me? He hasn't said the words, but I can feel the aura of rejection wafting off of him almost as surely as I can smell his cedar-scent. How utterly cruel and unfair was that? Its like the universe having some great cosmic laugh at my expense. Well, what am I going to do? I'm not going to cry in front of all these people. Most importantly, I'm not going to cry in front of that insufferable man. I pushed my shoulders back, I shut off my whimpering wolf, I lifted my chin, and I looked him straight in the eye, as I took a bite of the lasagna. I'm sure it was as delicious as it smelled, but in that moment it tasted like dirt in my mouth. But I'd be doomed if I let that man know that I had lost my appetite over him. I chewed and swallowed, and washed it down with a swig of water.<br /> <br /> He met my eyes briefly, and then he turned to his brother and completely ignored me.<br /> <br /> His brother however, at least had the decent manners to greet me, and to welcome me to the pack. His keen blue eyes traveled back and forth between his older brother, then across the table to me, and back again. Then he shrugged and dug into his food. He made polite conversation with his mother, and sometimes he included me. "How are you finding it here, Nina? Is your room comfortable? Do you need anything?"<br /> <br /> "Oh yes, everything is great." I said, forcing more enthusiasm into my voice than I actually felt. Oh yes, everything is peachy. I've just been yanked out of my childhood home for the sake of some cute treaty. Yes, your home is very nice, and most of the people have been very friendly, but the man I'm supposed to marry is a total bad idea. Everything is great. I forced myself to eat mechanically, and made it through half the lasagna on my plate before I gave up and sat back in my chair. I stared at Nolan. He looks like Jason Mamoa I thought. Without the beard and with better hair. I wonder if he had any tattoos hiding under his clothes. My sisters would be jealous... until they realized that he's an absolute tool.<br /> <br /> Dinner plates were cleared away, and I was eager to excuse myself, but before I could push away from the table, a decadent dessert of tiramisu was brought out. I was no longer hungry. Even the prospect of sugar wasn't appealing at the moment, but I was painfully aware that I was new, I was a guest, and I needed to behave accordingly. I took a couple of bites, and really wished I had the appetite to enjoy the dessert, but I was far too aware of the man across the table. It annoyed me that he was completely unaffected. He shoveled in his food, carried on conversation, and acted like I wasn't even there. When our eyes did meet, I was met with icy, angry daggers and some silent warning that I didn't really understand.<br /> <br /> Finally, when I saw a few other people excusing themselves around the room, I saw my opportunity to escape. "Luna, thank you for a lovely meal," I said politely. "Please excuse me," I pushed back my chair, said goodnight to the rest of the table, and did my best to make a dignified exit, but it was getting harder and harder to walk normally and my stress and my exhaustion seemed to be compounding on me. But the absolute last thing I wanted at that moment was for that arrogant bad guy to see that I had a fatal flaw. He already hated me for no reason, how much more would he despise me for my weakness?<br /> <br /> I had just barely exited the room, when I felt an iron grip bite painfully into my arm, and spin me into the wall. If I hadn't had the support of the wall behind me, I would have fallen over myself. I found myself face to face with Nolan. Where his hand bit painfully into my arm, I felt the sparks. Oh Goddess the sparks that everyone made such a big deal over... they were magical, erotic, passionate, blah, blah. Well they probably never felt those sparks when their mate was squeezing out of their arm, and probably leaving bruises in the process. They probably never felt those sparks when their mate was staring down at you like you were a piece of trash they'd like to throw in the compactor. Being sexually attracted to someone who was clearly out to hurt me did not feel magical. It felt sickening.<br /> "Let me make something perfectly clear," he growled. "I do not want you, and I do not need you. You are only here in this house because my father is an old-fashioned pig-headed dummy. I will marry you to fulfill the treaty contract, but you will never be the Luna, and you will never be my mate." As if to punctuate his rejection, he gave me an extra shove against the wall, and then he stalked off in the other direction... and I was left staring after him... my mouth open, my face pale, and my arm aching.<br /> <br /> It wasn't a real rejection, right? I mean if he was formally rejecting me he would have to say the words. "I Nolan Pierceson of the Gold Mountain pack, do hereby reject you Nina..." And then I would reject him back, and the bond would break. But he hadn't said those words, exactly. Still there was a pain in my chest like something was ripping away. It was powerful enough that I had to hold my chest and gasp for breath. A few other people were trailing out of the dining room now, casting curious glances at me, and I knew I had to get upstairs before anyone started asking me questions that I couldn't answer. I was tired now, and I didn't really care who saw me limp as I dragged myself to the stairs and made my slow, painful climb up three flights. "Are you all right madam?" someone asked. I didn't even look at them, just ground out, "I'm fine." and kept climbing. Once I was at my floor, my legs were so bad I could barely walk at all. My left leg dragged, and I used the wall to balance as I made my way down the hall to my own door. Once inside I turned the lock, and fell across the bed.<br /> <br /> "I will not cry." I chanted. "I will not cry." And I didn't. Nolan Pierceson, I wasn't going to shed a tear for him, nor was I going to wallow in self-pity. He didn't want me? Well I didn't want his arrogant bottom either. My body wasn't strong, but when I set my mind to something, I had an iron will. And I had firmly set my mind against Nolan, and the mating bond. I would play nice until the new moon. When the marriage ceremony was completed, and all the pack alliances signed and sealed, I would reject him myself. And then what? What do you do with the rest of your life?<br /> <br /> Well, I would worry about the rest of my life another day. For today I settled for hot bath. I soaked my aching legs, and scrubbed the make-up off my face. I tried to dismiss Nolan from my thoughts, but I couldn't help but wonder what had made him hate me so much, right from the start. Was it me? Or was it the forced marriage? I mean, I know I'm not much to look at, and I've got a disability, but I don't think he even realized that yet. I hadn't even had enough time to truly piss him off yet. So what was it that had him in such a yank?<br /> <br /> I sighed and pulled the plug out of the tub, letting the water drain down. Men were like aliens. Who could understand them anyway? And who would want to? I slipped into my pajamas and crawled into the bed, totally overwhelmed with everything my brain had had to process in just one day.<br /> <br /> I awoke to a knock on my door. I was pretty sure I had locked it the night before, but still the handle turned and the door opened. I was expecting Daisy's smiling face, but instead it was William. "Hey," he smiled at me, and it seemed like a genuine smile this time. "Mama wanted me to come call you down for breakfast."<br /> <br /> "Oh," I said sleepily, propping myself up on my elbows. "I guess I overslept. Give me a few minutes to get ready"<br /> <br /> "Okay." Instead of leaving, he sprawled himself in the corner seat by the window and waited. I glared at him and wondered if it was entirely appropriate for your future brother-in-law to be making himself comfortable in your bedroom when you aren't even dressed. I thought about demanding he leave, but then changed my mind. Who cared if he saw me in my nightgown? It wasn't like I was indecent. And it wasn't like I owed his brother any kind of fidelity. I flipped back the covers and hauled my heavy body out of bed. I knew his keen eyes were seeing everything. He saw how I limped to the bathroom, and for once, I didn't care. Let him see. Let him see every god thing and report it back to his brother. I slammed the door to the bathroom just to punctuate my own cranky thoughts.<br /> <br /> I turned on the water to brush my teeth and wash my face, but I heard his voice over the faucet. "So that was pretty intense last night." He was commenting. I heard the door to my closet open. What, was he going through my things? "I've never seen anyone stare down my brother before." There was the definite sound of a drawer opening and closing. "This is going to be a very, very interesting marriage."<br /> <br /> I spit out my tooth paste, and yanked the door open to find that he had set out a set of clothes for me, along with clean underwear and a bra. "What are you doing in my clothes?"<br /> <br /> "No worries, just hurrying along. You have nothing to fear from me, peanut. You aren't my type."<br /> <br /> I narrowed my eyes, "And what exactly IS your type?"<br /> <br /> William sighed. "Tall, dark and handsome." I stared at him, not quite comprehending. "Men, Nina. I'm gay."<br /> <br /> "Oh." Was all I could say. Well, I suppose that probably explained his excellent fashion sense. I scooped up the clothes off the bed and retreated back into the bathroom to change. He continued to talk to me through the closed door. "Nolan didn't want to get married. Dad told him if he didn't get married, he would pass the Alpha title to his beta."<br /> <br /> "Why his beta?" I poked my head out of the bathroom again. "Why not to you?"<br /> <br /> William laughed, "Sweetheart, my dad seriously struggles with my sexual orientation. Mostly he just tries to ignore it. And besides, I don't want it. I don't have the constitution of an Alpha." I wondered exactly what that meant, but he didn't elaborate, and I didn't feel it was polite to ask. I did think it was pretty that his father would pass him up as Alpha because of his sexuality. The fact that William was kind of the black sheep of the family made me like him a little more.<br /> <br /> "So? I didn't want to get married either. Its not like it was my idea. What's he got against me?"<br /> <br /> "Nolan is always angry, don't take it personally. You just do you, and let him growl and snarl and spit all he wants. I'm sure he'll get over it eventually."<br /> <br /> "Right." He'll get over it eventually. That sounded so promising, I thought sarcastically. I dragged a brush through my tangled hair and sighed. "Okay, ready. Let's go."<br /> <br /> He held open the door for me, and I hobbled through. He held out his elbow like a gentleman, which was weird, but nice, and I took advantage of it. I waited for him to say something about my limp. But he didn't. I expected him to take me down the stairs, but instead he turned down a different corridor. "Um, where are we going?"<br /> <br /> "There is an elevator at the end of the wing. Its private, for the Alphas to access the 4th floor. But you are marrying the future alpha, so I think you are permitted to use it." At that moment I could have touched him. He produced a key from his pocket and handed it to me. "This is my key, but you can use it until you get your own. I can always take the stairs." You had to insert the key and turn it to call the elevator. Once the doors slid open, you removed the key and selected your floor. I breathed a sigh of relief as the elevator carried us down to the ground floor. It opened into an unfamiliar area behind the kitchens, but William led me through the maze of halls back to the dining room.<br /> <br /> "Ah there you are!" Luna Caydence called from the table.<br /> <br /> "I'm sorry Luna, I overslept."<br /> <br /> "Think nothing of it dear, but I wanted to go over some details of the wedding ceremony with you."<br /> <br /> Well, there went my appetite for breakfast. I didn't want to think about a wedding, let alone plan the details. "Your father sent over a dress," She was saying, and passed me a white box that was getting a little yellowed around the edges. I lifted the cover and felt tears burn behind my eyes.<br /> <br /> "Oh... my mother's dress." I whispered. I touched the delicate silk and lace. That was a strangely thoughtful and sentimental gesture on my father's part. Who forces their daughter into an arranged marriage, and then sends them a precious family heirloom? But it only made me feel more sad and distraught. I had dreamed that one day I would marry my soul mate, the love of my life, and I would wear my mama's dress, which had been HER mama's dress. It seemed wrong to wear such a special garment to a farce of marriage with a man who despised me.<br /> <br /> "Oooh, it was your mother's? How very special! Take it out dear, lets see it!"<br /> <br /> I didn't really want to take it out of the box, but I did. It was a simple and beautiful dress, with a fitted bodice, off-the shoulder sleeves, and a long, full skirt. The bodice was decorated with lace and tiny pearls, and the same lace edged the bottom of the long skirt. I was not as pretty or shapely as my mother, but we were a similar size, and I thought the dress would fit me well enough without needing any alterations. The Luna fawned over the dress. "Its very pretty, so elegent. You will look absolutely beautiful." She said kindly. I swallowed the knot in my throat and carefully folded it back into the box. Mama would have hated all of this. She would never have let this marriage happen, especially if she got a glimpse of the black-and-blue fingerprints that Nolan had left on my arm last night.<br /> <br /> I took a deep breath and set the box aside as breakfast arrived. I sipped my tea and listened as the Luna went over other details. Flowers and seating and ceremonial nuances. I didn't care, but I tried my best to act interested. When she asked me questions, I answered. "What is your favorite flower, dear?"<br /> <br /> "Sunflowers." I said without hesitation.<br /> <br /> "And your favorite color?"<br /> <br /> "Turquoise."<br /> <br /> She went on about bringing a stylist to do my hair and make up, and I swirled a spoon around in my yogurt. Really I just wanted this to be over. William came and sat and occasionally added his two cents to the conversation. The wedding ceremony would be on the back lawn, with seating for private guests only. The gazebo would be decorated out for the occasion. After it was all official, we would move to the pack meeting house, where we would be publicly celebrated, and Nolan would be presented as the new Alpha of the pack, and I would be presented as Luna.<br /> <br /> I choked on my tea. Nolan had said emphatically that I would "never be Luna." But it seemed that his parents had other ideas. What was I supposed to do? "Luna, I don't think--"<br /> <br /> The Luna gave me a hard look. "You are his wife. You will be the Luna. No matter what he says." That made me wonder if Nolan had already taken this argument to his mother. Would I still be the Luna after I rejected him? Would he divorce me once he had all his political ducks in a row? I wanted to bury my head in my hands. I gave William a pleading look, but he only shrugged back at me. So much for having an ally in the house.	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1,952,734	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-08-01 19:12	active	1201	457468177102552	🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻	My boyfriend Savage accused me of sleeping with his brother Venom and then marrying my best friend.<br /> But he didn't know I was pregnant at the time.<br /> Now I have a 17-year-old son that I love more than my own life. But Savage came back.<br /> "Piper, rumor has it that the VP Savage is back for his woman who he should never have left."<br /> "Who would that be?" I asked.<br /> "You, Piper."<br /> "Mom, what should we do?"<br /> I smiled, "Call Venom."<br /> This could very well mean a war between them.<br /> <br /> Chapter 1: Piper<br /> My name is Piper. I'm called a lot of names. I am a social worker that works with hard to place kids who are often in trouble with the law, and no one wants in their homes. I have worked with MC's who have members that are married but unable to have children and have chosen to become foster parents.<br /> I am one of three women who will work with the MC's. I have a 17—year—old son that I love more than my own life. He has never seen his father. In fact, his father denied him and accused me of sleeping with his brother.<br /> Venom who was 18 at the time. My best friend Kelly lied to Savage because she wanted him for herself. Venom helped me when Savage left me, and he has helped raise Zack. I hate men, I have a heart of stone now. I have no use for them. I especially hate that ex—friend of mine.<br /> I was on a home visit to a club member of the Red Devil MC when I was told that the Wild Wolf MC had moved back to town and that their club is just down the road from my cabin. Tammy the foster parent said, "Piper, rumor has it the VP, Savage is back for his woman, the woman he should never have left."<br /> "Who would that be I asked?"<br /> "You, Piper."<br /> "They are saying that word is out that you are off—limits. You belong to him."<br /> "Well Tammy, don't worry. That was 10 years ago when we were in school. He left me I didn't leave him remember."<br /> "He choose to marry Kelly and leave me and his son in the cold."<br /> "I know Piper and I'm sorry that happened. None of us could believe that he did that. That he believed that shameless girl and thought that you would cheat on him with his own brother."<br /> "I looked down and said, there is one more thing. His club is also taking over your favorite bar."<br /> "That is the only good bar to dance. That is not going to stop us from going out right" I asked smiling?<br /> "Nope, we are still going dancing."<br /> "Got to go to my next visit talk to you later." I said getting into my car and driving away. I had to pull over at a small park as the tears were flowing. He is back. I hate him.<br /> You still love him, and you know it my mind said. I wiped the tears away and hardened my heart. The whole town will know soon. We are not that big. I started my car and drove to my next visit.<br /> Again, I heard all about Savage. I listened but said nothing. Laurie said "have you heard the news?"<br /> "Your boyfriend is back in town."<br /> I kept a straight face and said "he is just that. An old boyfriend and I don't care. He needs to stay away from me."<br /> " I heard he divorced Kelly one month later and cut her off."<br /> " Not my problem" I said. Completed the visits and scheduled my next one before getting in my car. I need to fight. Then I remember I have a fight in a few days.<br /> I started my car and drove to the cabin. How am I going to tell Zack that is father's club moved back to town? As for telling everyone he was back in town to claim his woman, that is a laugh.<br /> I remember the day he accessed me of cheating with his brother. We were both in shock. But what hurt the most was when he took my ex—best friend as his wife.<br /> Then he threw in my face Kelly was having his child. My child was not his. He yelled in front of all our friends that his brother was the father of my child.<br /> Are friends were in shock. Beast his friend and president of the MC kept telling Savage he was making a big mistake.<br /> But savage refused to listen to him. I stopped going out, I withdrew and cried all the time. The only one who understood what I was going through was Tara.<br /> If it was not for her I would not be where I am today. It has been 10 years since I even saw or talked to any of them. I just got my life back together again.<br /> No they are back. I hate Savage and Kelly. I hater her family. Especially her sister. She backed Kelly's lie about seeing me and Savages brother togeather.<br /> I just need to stay away from them. Zack hates his father. We told him the truth of why is dad is not here, why is uncle is helping to raise him.<br /> My son is the most important thing to me. Zack and his friends keep me sane. But right now I feel like I am unraveling again. Like I want to grab Zack and run.<br /> But, I can't do that. I need to pull myself togeather, show no emotions but hate. Hate for Savage and Kelly. To keep that wall around me that keeps men out.<br /> Chapter 2: Savage<br /> I am back in the same town as my club that I left 10 years ago. I am the VP of the Wild Wolf MC. This is the town where all my problems started at a teenage boy. A boy who believed a lying b1tch over the girl I loved. The girl that had my son. The girl who is a woman now.<br /> I hate women and believe they are good for one things. Their bodies. I will never make them my Valkyrie, my old lady. Only one can have the position now. Since divorcing my lying ex—wife, Piper is the only woman who can tame me.<br /> Most of the women in my club know better than to approach me. And the men. They all knew now that we returned that if they ever hear the name Piper introduced to them or she is pointed out to them she is mine. She has always been mine and she is hands—off to them all.<br /> They also know that I have a son. What they don't know is that I left her. Of course, the rumors will spread, and I am sure they will hear everything. They also know that I have a brother one—year—old than myself, and we hate each other.<br /> I did call him when we arrived in town. He told me to stay away from Piper. I heard that he helped her after I left town and that he helped raise my son. He did what I was supposed to do but was not man enough to.<br /> My brother also told me in no certain terms I am not to approach him in public or any bar we both might be in. He called me a worthless and cheating dirtbag.<br /> There is going to be a war in town and not between biker clubs but my brother, myself, Kelly, Piper and Zack. I did forget to tell you that Kelly is a club shameless girl. She really lowered herself.<br /> Then he looked at me and said.<br /> "You are my VP but since you threw Piper away, I am going to try and catch her for myself."<br /> I growled at him, and he said "Savage, you through her away you can't get mad because I or any other man wants her for themselves."<br /> "You could have had the best but ended up with the bottom of the barrel."<br /> "We have been friends throughout high school. Every one of us wanted a chance with Piper but she had eyes only for you."<br /> "Now we all get the chance to try and catch her for ourselves and believe me when I say this. Whoever catches Piper this time we plan to drag her to the alter so fast your head will spin."<br /> "If it is me, I will claim her in front of the club and put a ring on her after the claiming. We will be married the following month. I am just giving you a fair warning."<br /> I had been warned by the president and my best friend. He wants Piper. He always has but he never tried to go for her after she and I started dating. Now that I threw her away, she was now open game.<br /> Anyone of the men could try to earn her trust and claim her for their own woman. I knew that Beast would have been the one she dated if I had not moved into this town and started at the high school.<br /> I also knew that he would be the one she would date if she wasn't dating anyone now. I was sitting drinking a beer when Beast said "let's go, Savage, we need to go to the store and get food and drinks in the club."<br /> "We also need to buy cleaning supplies."<br /> "Fine,"<br /> "oh and we are going to have to contact a cleaning company to come in and help get this place into shape. I have a list of what the cleaning crew will need. They will come in once a week and clean our bedrooms and occasionally cook for the clubhouse."<br /> "Fine let's head to Walmart."<br /> As I walked outside and got on my bike, I saw the van and two prospects waiting inside. We started our bikes and pulled out onto the road and headed to town.<br /> I hate shopping but I hoped to see Piper. But, I doubt that is going to happen. People that have talked to us say that Piper changed.<br /> She changed 10 years ago and not for the better. She does not date, and spends all her time with her son and his friends. She does go out sometimes, but not often.<br /> They say that Piper is a hard worker but can be rude if she is bothered. She spends time at my brothers MC and they all respect her.<br /> But, since I left and married Kelly she hates me and Kelly. I don't blame her, after I calmed down I hate Kelly. Gossip is that Piper would rather kill me as to look at me.<br /> I asked about my son. Several people tell me not to even go there. He does not ever want to see or meet me. He hates me as much as Piper does.<br /> He says my brother has been more of a father, which is the truth. I did throw my son away. For a lying girl.<br /> Chapter 3: Beast See's Piper<br /> I decided to stop at Wal—Mart before heading home. It was going to be a nice weekend and Zack and his buddies asked to have a cookout and fire this weekend. I bought the food he asked for along with other things that I needed. He stated that a few friends were putting tents up and I was ok with that.<br /> I was just grabbing paper plates and napkins the last of the items I needed when I saw the back of the cuts. Four men wearing Wild Wolf cuts. I threw the items into the card and turned to walk the opposite way when I saw a man leaning against the shelf.<br /> I slowly looked up and saw how he had an 8 pack, muscled arms, and a handsome face. He looked familiar.<br /> "Excuse me but you are in my way I said in a hard voice."<br /> " I don't think so, Piper."<br /> " Who are you I asked?"<br /> " Now is that any way to talk to the first boy who would have been your boyfriend if Savage had not moved to town."<br /> " Beast I don't care if it is you. I want nothing to do with any of you so get out of my way right now."<br /> "You have changed Piper. You are even more beautiful but you are one angry cold—hearted woman now."<br /> "Ya, and who's fault is that? Blame your no good cheating, lying VP. Now I would appreciate it if you would not talk to me again."<br /> I walked around him and continued to walk toward the front of the store to pay for my purchase and go home. Well dam, I thought. Savage did more damage to her then I thought. He really broke her heart. And she has built one wall around herself. I walked quickly up to the front and followed her outside to her car.<br /> "Look, Piper, I'm not Savage. I know he hurt you. I looked at him and growled yelling:"<br /> "I hate him so much. I can't stand the sight of him. I will never forget what he did to me. He doesn't remember as he moved on. So be it."<br /> "He is the reason I hate men. He is the reason I have a heart of stone. He is the reason I exist and don't live. I exist by working helping children who have no one."<br /> "I have a heart of stone but for children. I have no time for men and do not want to date. I have my son Zack who is 15 now. You do remember I was 15 years old when I had him."<br /> "I am now 25. Savage was 17 years old then. Did you forget what else did he do to me to make him hate him so much? He left me at the altar and married my best friend. and denied our child."<br /> "He spent a night with her once and she told him she was pregnant. Then she told him that I cheated on him with his brothe! She’s a liar!"<br /> "Now he is sorry. He lost three of the most important people. Me, his son, and his on relative his brother over her lies. He won't forgive him either."<br /> "I have all I need in my life now. I have my son, who I will kill for, I also have my wolf, and my cabin at the edge of the woods, my car and motorcycle."<br /> " Yes, I ride a bike in my free time. I also am the adopted sister of the president of the Freedom Riders and your clubs hated enemy."<br /> " And now he has given me another reason to hate him more. Your club has taken over my favorite bar. He just continues to build my hate for him and your club more and more."<br /> " What else can he do to make me hate him and your club Beast?"<br /> " Stay away from me and my son all of you. And tell that man if and when I chose to date it will never be a member of your club it will be a member of my brother's club."<br /> " To be precise, it will be my brother's VP Psycho. He has waited for me for 10 years now. And he said he will continue to wait. So screw you, Savage and your club, I then turned and got in my Kia Journey and started it backing out and driving out of the parking lot never looking back."<br /> I drove home not realizing the tears flowing down my face. As I pulled into the driveway my son ran out to meet me. He took one look at me running over and opening my door.<br /> "Mom, what is wrong?"<br /> " Your dad and his club moved back to town. I saw their president Beast at Walmart."<br /> I looked at Zack and he put his arms around me.<br /> " He might want to take you away from me."<br /> " Never, that man deserted us and denied that he was my father. Mom, I will never leave you for him. I know you might want to meet him someday."<br /> " I don't want to meet him. Uncle Venom raised me to me he is my father."<br /> " Oh, Zack it hurts. My heart hurts so much. How could he believe her lies? How could he not want us?"<br /> " I don't know mom but you will always have me. Come on let's go into the cabin and I will make you a cup of coffee."<br /> He had his arms wrapped around me as we walked into the cabin and past his friends. They looked at him with concern.<br /> I shook my head and nodded toward the door. They walked out waiting for me. I made mom her coffee and told her I would get the groceries. I walked out the door shutting it and looked at my friends with anger.<br /> "I told them what my mom said."<br /> "That dirtbag needs to stay from your mom. His club has caused enough problems. Now your mom's company has to clean their clubhouse once a week."<br /> Chapter 4: Arriving at The Wolf Rider MC<br /> I was shocked when Donna and Elizabeth told me who had contracted with us to clean their clubhouse once a week.<br /> "You can do this Piper."<br /> "Just remember your hate for him and the club and do what you do best, clean."<br /> "Alright,"<br /> I sighed. We walked into the clubhouse and Beast met us.<br /> "Piper, what are you doing here?"<br /> "One of my girls got sick so I am covering for her. I am part—owner of the company. I am here to clean nothing more. Now let us get started so we can get out of here."<br /> "Fine we will stay out of your way."<br /> I turned around as did the members of the club when they heard her name. She is even more beautiful than when she was 15 years old. She doesn't even look like she had a kid.<br /> The men looked at me and said. "That's your woman?" I nodded my head. She didn't look at any of us.<br /> Let's start upstairs and work our way down I heard her say. I watched as she walked up the stairs. The women were up there for about two hours before they started down here. They started in the kitchen and worked their way out to our bar.<br /> I watched her work, and she was very efficient. When they were finished, she looked at Beast and said.<br /> "They will be here every Friday if that is fine with you."<br /> " That's fine."<br /> "We have agreed on coming in for special events when given a two—week notice."<br /> "Great that will work out fine. See you next week "<br /> I said. "No, you won't. My girl should be back by then."<br /> I turned to walk away when he called my name. I turned and looked at him.<br /> "I want to see my son."<br /> I laughed, "son?"<br /> "You don't have a son, or did you forget?"<br /> "Besides, he doesn't want to see you." I then said. "Stay away from me." I turned and walked out of the door.<br /> "Sounds like your woman hates your guts Savage one of the members" said.<br /> "I guess she does and she has a right to."<br /> I sat back down drinking my beer. I looked over at Kelly sitting across the room with a smug smile on her face. I called one of the new prospects over, one that had scars on his face and Kelly continues to refuse to give him head. I said I'm about to give you a gift. He looked at me funny.<br /> "Kelly get over it. You want to put a smug look on your face."<br /> "Get down on your knees and give him head now."<br /> "No, I don't want to do him."<br /> "You will do what you are told now give him head."<br /> We all watched as she was forced to give the prospect head. When she was finished, I said," take her to a room and do her any way you want."<br /> "Anyway, I want?" he asked<br /> "Anyway, you want."<br /> I watched as the prospect pulled her out of the bar screaming.<br /> Every time I see that smug look on her face, I make her pay. Now she will pay every time my woman looks at me with hate in her eyes or I see her with another male.<br /> I make her do the men she refuses to do. She has begged me many times not to make her do them, but I don't care. Instead of marrying her I should have married Piper. Now I have nothing but Piper's hate.<br /> I don't even have my son. The son that lying girl said belonged to my brother. "Hey Savage,"<br /> "What."<br /> "We just saw you down the road working on a bike accept instead of blonde hair you had black."<br /> I looked up and said, "what did you say?"<br /> "We just saw a teenage boy who looks just like you, but he has black hair instead of blonde."<br /> Could it be my son? "Where?"<br /> "How far down the road?"<br /> "About 10 miles down the road going toward town."<br /> I thought about riding down that way but decided not to. He most likely was gone by now. I keep hearing every say they see a kid that looks like me.<br /> I have not seen him, but again I have not stepped foot out of the club that often since I have been back in town. I am sure that I will soon meet my son.<br /> But I also have a feeling the meeting will not be good. Everyone in this town knows what I had done and said. When we moved our club back to town I was given hateful looks.<br /> Then I would hear, "How is Piper going to handle me be and Kelly being back in town. And how is Pipers son going to deal with Savage's and Kelly's son or daughter?"<br /> "Other times I heard if Savage and Kelly have a son we can place bets that Pipers son and that boy will be going head to head and Pipers son will hate him just as much as he hates his father."	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1,953,368	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-08-01 19:25	active	1202	345053385325889	😍Read the next chapters👉	Chapter 1:<br /> PROLOGUE:<br /> Our three-year marriage is facing many challenges, and growing up as an orphan, who am I to expect anything better?<br /> My husband, Carter Whitlock, is everything I’ve ever dreamed of. Strong, kind, and fiercely devoted, he’s swept me off my feet from the moment we first met. In his arms, I’ve found solace and belonging.<br /> My mother-in-law, Elmyra, always has a disapproving gaze that’s never far from my side. The other members of the Whitlock family, too, seem to regard me with suspicion and disdain, as if I’m an interloper in their midst.<br /> I long to earn their acceptance, to prove myself worthy of their family name. Each day, I strive to be the perfect wife for Carter, tending to his needs with care and devotion. Yet no matter how hard I try, it seems as though I can never quite measure up to their expectations.<br /> Even so, a sense of determination always stirs within me. I won’t be cowed by their judgment, nor won’t I allow their harsh words to dim the light of my love for Carter.<br /> I'll be strong and unwavering in my resolve, and I’ll make my husband proud.<br /> ------<br /> Hazel’s POV<br /> I have an unbelievable secret that I can’t wait to tell my husband.<br /> With our three year anniversary coming up, it’s about time we make our family complete. I hear the rumors being spread about me by his relatives; the whisper that I’m barren.<br /> I look down at the little pink plus sign on the test and I smile. It’s all going to change now. Carter will be so happy when I tell him.<br /> When I first met Carter at college, I had just stepped out of the campus coffee shop and a cyclist almost ran me over. Carter stepped in and grabbed me out of harm’s way. I instantly felt butterflies in my stomach.<br /> He has been my hero from the very beginning. He is the city's most famous bachelor. and an incredibly rich man. I never thought he would be interested in someone like me. I had nothing to give him. Because of that, I have always felt inferior to him in our marriage.<br /> Not everyone approved of the marriage from the beginning. The house staff is respectful, but I think it’s only because I am the mistress. Not because they think I deserve it. I see the judgment in their eyes when they look at me.<br /> Both my mother-in-law and sisters-in-law are constantly making comments about my appearance. They love to remind me that I represent the formidable Whitlock family. As if my looks and the way I dress will forever stain their family’s image.<br /> I wasn’t even allowed to make any decisions on my own wedding. I tried to pick out the flowers and I was told my taste was ‘too simple’ for a wedding to the most nobel family. I have also been told on several occasions that I should be ‘seen and not heard’ during family meetings. Nobody trusts my opinion, let alone asks for it.<br /> Carter’s mother, Elmyra, has always been distant and indifferent to me. She treats me like an outcast and every time she approaches me I get nervous. Her hair is always perfectly done up; her makeup and clothes flawless. She is an intimidating woman and she often makes me feel small.<br /> She knows exactly what to say to cut deeply too.<br /> “I suppose you are happy riding my son’s coat tails the rest of your life? What purpose do you serve if you can’t give him an heir?”<br /> “It’s probably for the best, dear. As an orphan, you wouldn’t know the first thing about being a mother anyway.”<br /> “I don’t know what my son was thinking when he decided to marry you. You aren’t strong enough to be the lady of this family.”<br /> But I know I can rely on Carter to protect me from her harsh words and actions when he’s around. He even defends me against his mother when she is hard on me.<br /> “I know you want to be a grandmother mom, but Hazel and I are happy. We will have a child when we are ready.” Then he turns to me and kisses me on the forehead.<br /> I don’t know why Elmyra hates me so much. It makes me feel bad about myself, like I will never be good enough for her son. But, from now on, everything is going to change.<br /> Even Elmyra will have to start treating me better once she hears the news. I have a husband who adores me, a beautiful home and now, after years of trying, a new addition on the way to make our family complete.<br /> Me, an orphan, finally getting a real family to call her own.<br /> Just then Carter walks out of the bedroom looking as handsome as ever with his dark blonde hair, piercing blue eyes and chiseled jaw.<br /> “Morning, babe. What’s for breakfast?” Carter asks as he strolls into the kitchen.<br /> He kisses me on the cheek and lightly squeezes my wrist as he walks past me to get his coffee.<br /> “Eggs and bacon,” I reply with a giggle.<br /> We eat our breakfast in companionable silence. I cherish every moment alone with my husband. I don’t care what his mother or his other relatives think. I just want his approval. The one person who has truly loved me and been there for me in my life.<br /> While I’m standing at the sink washing dishes, I feel a presence behind me suddenly. Something cold and heavy is placed on my heart. I look down at the most beautiful diamond necklace I’ve ever seen. It has a big cushion cut stone in the center and smaller stones wrapping up the sides of the necklace.<br /> “Carter! What is this for?” I ask breathlessly.<br /> “For being so beautiful,” he replies.<br /> He leads me over to a mirror on the wall and I gasp in surprise.<br /> “It’s stunning,” I say in awe.<br /> “Tonight I’d like you to wear it to dinner with that short black dress I like. And, when we get back I’d like you to wear only this,” he says suggestively.<br /> “Yes, sir,” I say softly.<br /> I tip my head back to allow him access to my lips. He kisses me deeply and caresses my body and I lean into him.<br /> “I wish I could stay in bed all day with you, but this meeting is important,” he moans and steps back.<br /> “I will be waiting for you,” I say with a coy look.<br /> “What would I do without you? You are the love of my life,” he replies.<br /> He gives me another quick kiss and then he’s headed towards the door. I sigh happily, thinking about how much I’m going to miss him today. We had already planned on going out to dinner, but now it's going to be special. I will tell him I’m with child tonight and surprise him.<br /> Out of the blue, my phone rings. I see that it’s my best friend, Lillian.<br /> I’ve been so focused on being the perfect wife for Carter that I’ve lost touch with many of my friends.<br /> But Lilian is different. She knows everything about Carter and me. She knows how my mother-in-law and the other family members treat me. She has always been there for me. She knows what to say to make me feel better about anything.<br /> -[“Hi, Hazel. How are you?”]- she asks.<br /> “I’m doing ok,” I say.<br /> -[“Your voice doesn’t sound ok. Spill it.”]-<br /> “It’s nothing, just had a visit from Elmyra.”<br /> -[“You really shouldn’t put up with her crap, Hazel. Talk to Carter about it, maybe he can get her to lay off.”]-<br /> “I appreciate that but I think that will just make me look weak to her. She’s a complicated woman,” I say.<br /> -[“She’s a shrew,”]-<br /> Lillian’s sarcasm makes me laugh.<br /> “Speaking of which, I have to get ready for this afternoon tea so she doesn’t have my head. Talk later?” I ask.<br /> -[“So you’ll be gone all afternoon?”]-<br /> “Yes, unfortunately. These ladies love to drone on about family traditions,” I reply and then add, “Why, do you need something?”<br /> -[“No, I’m ok. I was going to ask you to lunch but another time. I’m always here for you Hazel so if it gets too much give me a call.”]-<br /> “Thank you. You are such a great friend,” I reply warmly.<br /> I hang up with Lillian and feel a pang of regret. I’m going to make it a priority to dedicate more time to our friendship.<br /> My day is over quickly. The tea goes very well and I decide to head home early. Usually, I’d follow the women back to Elmyra's house for dinner. I always want to be part of them. But this time, I’m very tired.<br /> I walk into our apartment and set my bag on the counter. I hum to myself, excited about seeing Carter soon. I start to walk into the kitchen when I hear a noise. It sounds like a moan. I stop what I’m doing instantly.<br /> Fear creeps up my spine. I make my way back towards the sound and I hear it again. Then I hear a bang noise and I almost jump out of my skin.<br /> My heart is pounding and my legs feel shaky. Something is wrong. I know it in my gut.<br /> I start to push the door open slowly and it makes a small creaking sound. What I see makes me gasp.<br /> A woman is grinding on top of Carter and he’s moaning. He grabs her groin and looks up at her adoringly. I feel like someone has just ripped my heart out.<br /> My breathing becomes erratic. I start to panic. My knees feel like jello. I clutch the door frame for support.<br /> How could he do this to me?! This man who said I was the love of his life just this morning! This man who gave me a beautiful necklace and told me he hated leaving me!<br /> Just then, the woman turns to me with an evil grin. Like she’s enjoying making me watch in horror.<br /> I can’t believe my own eyes. I draw shaky breaths as tears fall down my face.<br /> My heart pounds mercilessly as I lock eyes with Carter—the man I’ve once loved, now a mere stranger before me.<br /> Everything I thought I knew about my husband. About my life. Destroyed in an instant.<br /> The sight before me shocks me to my core.<br /> Lillian and Carter.<br /> In our bed.<br /> Making love.<br /> <br /> Chapter 2: <br /> The man who says he loves me in the morning is now making love with my best friend.<br /> Carter's hands roam over Lillian's underdressed body, his lips trailing feverish kisses along her neck, while Lillian's laughter echoes in the room like a cruel taunt.<br /> My throat constricts. I want to curse, to scream, to lash out at them with every ounce of fury burning inside me. But my voice fails me, lost in a desert of despair.<br /> Finally, Carter and Lillian notice my presence, their affection abruptly extinguished like a candle snuffed out by a gust of wind. My tears fall unchecked now, hot and bitter against my cheeks. Carter scrambles to his feet, hastily pulling on his clothes.<br /> “Why are you here?” he asks.<br /> Lillian remains on the bed, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips, her gaze cold and calculating. She revels in my agony, relishing the destruction she has wrought.<br /> “It’s not what you think it is,” Carter says.<br /> My heart shatters into a million jagged pieces. I need to get out of here! I clutch at my ventricle, willing my heart to keep beating.<br /> Carter catches up to me, his hand reaching out to touch my arm, but I recoil from his touch as if burned.<br /> "Hazel, let’s talk," he demands, his voice raw with emotion.<br /> But I shake my head, my resolve hardening with each passing moment.<br /> “Talk about what?” My voice is a mere ghost of its former strength. “About how you slept with my best friend behind my back?”<br /> Now, I'm left shattered, questioning every moment of intimacy with Carter, every laugh shared with Lillian. Was it all a facade, a cruel illusion of love and friendship? The pain is unbearable, the disbelief suffocating!<br /> I make it back to our house after a hazy drive. I ascend to the master bedroom, my movements fueled by a desperate need to escape.<br /> With trembling hands, I begin to pull out my clothes and belongings from the cabinets and drawers, stuffing them haphazardly into a suitcase.<br /> I don’t care how messy it looks, don’t care about anything except getting away from all of it!<br /> "What’s gotten into you this time?" Elmyra calls out, breaking through the haze of my grief.<br /> I turn to her, standing in the doorway, her eyes narrowed, her jaw clenched. Her aura exudes mockery and arrogance.<br /> I manage to choke out, "I’m leaving."<br /> Elmyra hisses, as if wanting to curse at me. But before she can speak again, I brush past her, down the stairs and flee from the house, my suitcase clutched tightly in my numbing hands.<br /> I steady my breath, then climb into my car and start the engine, the roar of the motor drowning out the tumultuous thoughts swirling in my mind.<br /> I drive without direction; my subconscious takes control of the steering wheel and leads me to the only place I may feel safe - my parents' house.<br /> Mama is actually waiting for me at the threshold, I’m overwhelmed that I ignore the fact why she knows I’m coming.<br /> I walk in the doorway and papa, who’s reading a paper, frowns and asks, "Why do you look like that?”<br /> I sink onto the sofa, struggling to hold back my sobs.<br /> "What happened?" Mama perches on the edge of the sofa, her hand reaching out to brush away the tears that are staining my cheeks.<br /> I take a shaky breath, my heart constricting with pain. "I caught Carter and Lillian...together."<br /> I thought I'd have my parents’ support. But then, to my horror, their expressions darken, a look of apprehension crossing their faces.<br /> "Hazel," mama begins, her tone accusatory. "What have you done wrong?"<br /> Mama’s words suffocate me with its cruelty.<br /> “He is cheating on me–!That assho–”<br /> Slap! My head rears back from pain and shock. Papa just slaps me across the face! I hold my hand to my cheek.<br /> “Go back to Carter now, apologize for leaving, promise him that you won't do it again and that you'll stay by his side.”<br /> From the looks on their faces, I realize that they don't care about Carter's cheating. Only that I have brought disgrace upon them.<br /> Mama’s eyes are cold as she adds, "You must have done something wrong to cause Carter to cheat on you. Have you thought about what it would do to our family? Your brother's scholarship is still on Carter's dime. Your sister is about to out in the society and can't be dragged down by you. Now, do everything you can to not let Carter leave you.”<br /> This is my parents, my adoptive parents. I grew up pleasing them and being the best student in school, but they never look at me.<br /> Being adopted at a young age will do that. You are so grateful to the people who have taken you in. You are terrified of making a mistake that they may send you back to the orphanage and decide to adopt another child.<br /> A child that’s more obedient, smarter, better. So you bust yourself trying to make them proud of you. You stifle any part of yourself that may talk back or speak up.<br /> It wasn't until I married Carter that papa accepted me. The day we got married was the happiest day of my life. I thought mama and papa have considered me family all these years, now it turns out I was wrong.<br /> They don't care about me, at all.<br /> Papa says, "Have you had enough, I'm going to call Carter and have him bring you home. "<br /> I can’t take this anymore, this isn’t what I’m here for! This place can't provide the safety or even the comfort I desperately need!<br /> I turn on my heels and storm out of the house with my suitcase in hands before they can react.<br /> Humiliated, despised, and helpless… as I begin to acknowledge that I lost my husband and my family on the same day.<br /> <br /> Chapter 3: <br /> It all clicks.<br /> The late night calls, the flirtings, the unusual caring with Lillian - their chuckles in bed, my parents' coldness, Elmyra's sneers. My mind replays these scenes over and over again, like a broken record.<br /> I sit on the edge of the bed of the apartment I rented since last night, the weight of the world keeps pressing down on my shoulders.<br /> Just as I’m sinking deeper into the darkness of my thoughts, my phone shatters the silence. I jolt as I wipe away my tears. My hand trembles slightly as I glance at the screen. Then, my jaw clenches in anger when I see the caller ID—Lillian.<br /> “Really? You still have the guts to call me?” I hiss.<br /> -["Listen, Hazel, it's evident where his heart lies, and frankly, your dramatics won't change that. Just gracefully accept the truth and move on, like any sensible person would."]-<br /> Lilian says in her sweet voice, without a hint of remorse or shame.<br /> -[“We need to talk, Express Cafe, now.”]-<br /> My grip on the phone tightens, my nails digging into my palm as I fight to keep my composure. I force my anger down, steeling myself for whatever lies Lillian is about to spin.<br /> "Fool me once" I say courageously, “If you think…”<br /> -[“Don't you want to know why and when your husband cheated on you?”]-<br /> She's been my best friend long enough to know what will pinch me. She hangs up, the silence that follows echoing in the small apartment like a deafening roar.<br /> Express Cafe is just a few minutes' drive away. I slip into a corner booth and wait, quickly smooth concealer around my swollen eyes, as I watch the door with bated breath.<br /> Lilian comes in blushing like a woman in love, and ironically, her love has turned out to be mine.<br /> An awkward silence ensues and we stare at our respective coffee cups for a while.<br /> “Why, Lillian?” I finally ask.<br /> "Hazel, you need to face the truth. Carter loves me, not you. He's only with you because he wants an heir, a baby. Once he gets what he wants from you, he'll leave you for me."<br /> "Is that so?" I ask, my voice trembling slightly despite my best efforts to maintain my composure.<br /> A very faint smile plays at the corners of Lilian’s lips that she tries so hard to hide by tilting her head down as she reaches into her bag and produces her phone. With a few taps of her finger, she turns the screen towards me, revealing a string of text messages between her and Carter.<br /> "He's been seeing me behind your back, Hazel," Lilian says, her voice holding a tinged of a smug satisfaction. "He's been telling me everything. How he can't stand being with you, how he's only staying with you for appearance’s sake. He's using you, and you're too blind to see it."<br /> My breath dries in my throat as I read the messages.<br /> The Carter in the text messages is nothing like the husband I knew. I can tell by his texts that he is happy, which makes my heart ache even more.<br /> “But what does that have to do with why you betrayed me? You were my best friend,” I say, trying not to show how much these messages hurt me.<br /> “At first we were friends, but then I realized I could never really respect you. The way you let people walk all over you...I’m sorry but it’s just pathetic. And then I stayed close to you so I could be near Carter,” she replies.<br /> “He never loved you, I’m always his true love. He met me first. ” she continues.<br /> I swallow a lump in my throat and quietly take a deep breath.<br /> “How long has this been going on?” I ask.<br /> “Pretty much since the beginning. A few months into your marriage, maybe,” she says without remorse.<br /> My head is reeling with the idea that Carter has been cheating on me for so long. I’m shocked that Lillian has such a mean streak. She’s never my friend to begin with.<br /> How could I have let these kinds of people into my life, into my heart?<br /> Just then I hear the door jingle, prompting me to look up. To my shock, Carter appears.<br /> “You called Carter?” I ask Lillian in a horrified tone.<br /> “You two really need to talk. You need to think about your life choices, accept the reality and it's good for all of us.” she replies snidely.<br /> She gets up to leave and Carter takes her place in the opposite chair.<br /> "Come home with me. We had a good time, didn't we? We can still live the life we had before. It’s not like you don’t enjoy the things we do together,” he says.<br /> He tries to run his hand up my arm but I slap him away.<br /> “Don’t touch me. I only enjoyed them when I thought I was the only one you were doing it with!” I whisper between my gritted teeth.<br /> "I'm the only one who can stand you in bed, you know how boring you used to be in bed? I made you moan over and over. You know you still want me..."<br /> He stares at me with those cold eyes. The eyes I once loved. He’s finally stopped pretending.<br /> It’s all been an act. I see that now. Carter changes his personality to suit his needs. He manipulates people to get what he wants. He manipulated me before and he’s trying to do it again!<br /> I say nothing, trying to keep my anger in check.<br /> “I don’t know why you are fighting this so hard. Most women would die to be in your place. They’d be very happy to get even the tiniest scrap from me,”<br /> He pauses, waiting for my reply. But I keep my silence.<br /> “You agreed to my terms. I have your signature on the prenuptial agreement to prove it. So get over yourself and fulfill your duty to me. Then you can go on about your sad little life, while I rise to the top and make my family proud,” he boasts.<br /> “Did you ever love me?” I ask.<br /> "Love is too strong of a word.” He laughs out loud as if he has heard something ridiculous. “You have good breeding, your parents assured me like you would be an obedient wife, and all along you've done well. Why don't you keep it up? Come home now, before I run out of patience."<br /> He’s never loved me. His tone reminds me of the new racehorse he bought last month. A new, premium racehorse, presentable, brings him victories and can be bred to produce foals again. He never sees me as a wife, or even as a person.<br /> “Not a chance,” I say proudly.<br /> “Remember your prenup? If you don't bear me children, you will be ruined. Your family will be in debt for the rest of their lives. Don't you dare try to leave me.” His pupils dilate like that of a wild animal's, and he chokes me with his hand.<br /> I can barely breathe, I can feel he’s serious about hurting me, this man I had loved is literally taking my breath away.<br /> “I’m leaving you, one way or another…." With what strength I have left I try to remove his hand and finish the sentence with the last of my breath.<br /> My peripheral vision sees that people are already whispering and looking over at us, and some even take out their phones and start taking pictures of us.<br /> ”How are you…” He growls, low and dangerous.<br /> He notices the look in the crowd's eyes, and I'm betting he won’t dare make a scandal like domestic scandal in public if he wants to remain reputable. He stares at me with anger in his eyes.<br /> He then lets go and I can finally breathe heavily. I cough, calling his bluff. He finally breaks the stare and leaves in a huff.<br /> The look on his face is absolutely worth it. I may have to pay the consequences later. But for now, I feel free for the first time in my life.<br /> I will leave Carter, no matter the cost.<br /> <br /> Chapter 4:<br /> Read your contract - This should be on my tombstone.<br /> I dug out my prenup from when papa told me not to worry about anything, that they would protect me and all I had to do was sign it, and so I did. But now, I realize that every conditioning of this prenup is working against me.<br /> My parents sold me into marriage, and they’ll be furious with me for getting a divorce. They’ll be bankrupt and vulnerable to attacks without Carter’s protection.<br /> “If you want a divorce, you won’t get a penny from me. You will no longer be under my protection. Think twice, Hazel.”<br /> Those are Carter's words, which are burned in my memory.<br /> I just wanna brush off the agreement and his threat by not thinking too much about them. But then, they start to haunt me, making me understand the realness of it all.<br /> Escaping isn’t a possibility, and Carter proves that…<br /> The rain pours as I stand on the doorstep of my rented house, the water mingles with the tears I try so hard to hold back.<br /> “Your husband's men took your car. I was about to tell you while they’re here so you can talk to them about it, but they’re so aggressive and I got scared that they may hurt me,” my landlord says.<br /> A rush of anger and helplessness courses through me as I stare at the empty space of the parking lot where I last left my car.<br /> As if that’s not enough for Carter, he adds another unwanted surprise for me.<br /> “Also,” the landlord begins, pity and fear etched across her wrinkled face. "Your husband called through the cellphone of one of his men. He threatened me, said he'd ruin my business if I don't evict you. So.., I can't keep the house rented to you anymore.”<br /> The world seems to tilt, the ground shifting beneath my feet. "B-but, I have nowhere to go. Besides, I need time to find a new place."<br /> The landlord shakes her head, her face stern. "I can't risk it. The young Whitlock has too much influence. I can't afford to be caught in whatever marital problem you have."<br /> I wanna protest again, but she’s right. Carter may put her in a difficult situation like he’s doing to me now, and I don’t wanna be the reason for it.<br /> With a heavy heart, I pack my things, and drag myself and my suitcase out into the storm. I then head to the nearest hotel.<br /> Without cash, I rely on my credit cards. The clerk at the front desk shakes his head as he hands back my credit card to me. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Whitlock. Your card has been declined."<br /> My cheeks burn with shame. "Can you try again, please?"<br /> The clerk tries again,... and beep! Declined, again!<br /> Maybe this hotel’s POS machine isn’t working - at least that’s what I wanna believe in, though deep down, my inkling is telling me something else.<br /> I walk to another hotel, and approach the front desk, my hands shaking as I present my credit card.<br /> "I need a room, please," I say, trying to keep my voice steady.<br /> To my surprise, without even taking my credit card, the clerk shakes her head. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Whitlock. We can't help you."<br /> “Why?” I ask with a little frustration.<br /> The manager, who looks uncomfortable, comes to the clerk’s rescue, and answers, “Mr. Carter Whitlock has banned you from our hotel."<br /> You’ve got to be kidding me? Where would I go now?<br /> There’s no refuge for me now. Carter’s reach is far and his influence powerful, making sure I’m isolated, vulnerable. He’s trying to force me back, cutting me off financially, stripping away my options.<br /> Soon I will be in debt and poor, which isn’t good, especially that I’m now going to be a mother.<br /> I have to find a way out of this, and the only temporary solution I can think of is to pawn my pearls and earrings for some cash.<br /> I quickly head to a pawnshop, and its owner eyes me as I lay my jewelry on the counter.<br /> "I need to cash these," I say.<br /> He picks up the pearls, turning them over in his hands, his eyes narrowing as he glances at my suitcase. "You left home?”<br /> “Y-yes, and it’s hard to find a place to stay. My credit cards have been declining, so I need cash.”<br /> The owner smirks as he says, “Nice pieces, but I can't give you much for them. Market's down, you see."<br /> My heart sinks. I know he’s lying, taking advantage of my desperation. But what choice do I have - haggling? Then what? Get another rejection? I don’t wanna face with that.<br /> "How much?" I ask, bracing myself.<br /> He names a figure that’s insultingly low, but I nod, swallowing my pride and the bitter taste of defeat. "I'll take it."<br /> At least I have money that'll last for a few days if I spend it wisely. That’s what matters for now.<br /> He counts out the bills with deliberate slowness while his eyes on me, a predator sensing vulnerability. When he finally hands over the money, I grab it. But I have to stay in the lobby for a moment, waiting for the rain to stop.<br /> Suddenly, my eyes flicker on the TV that’s currently showing a flash news with a caption; ‘The Divorce of the Century’. The wife, once vilified by the town, now stood vindicated by Marius Thorne, the town's most revered lawyer.<br /> “Marius Thorne,” I echo.<br /> Marius Thorne’s image flashes on the screen, a vision of confidence and success. His gold eyes, piercing, enchanting even.<br /> According to the news, he's a partner at the biggest law firm in town and he never loses in court.<br /> “He may be who I need,” I murmur to myself, excitement surging within me.<br /> Once the rain stops, I begin searching for a new place to stay.<br /> With newfound determination and what little cash I have, I find refuge in a cramped flat that doesn't check documents.<br /> The landlord, a cold and distant old lady, lays down the rules; no pets allowed, no men allowed, before disappearing from my sight.<br /> In this tiny room, my troubled heart finally quiets down. For now, I’m safe, hidden from Carter's relentless pursuit.<br /> Through G****e, I search the name ‘Marius Thorne’, and quickly call the numbers on the law firm profile he’s working with. After a few rings, a female voice echoes from the other end of the line.<br /> -[“Counsel Commanders Law Firm, how can we help you?”]-<br /> “Hi! I’m filing for divorce and I need to make an appointment with Marius Thorne, is he available to speak with?”<br /> <br /> Chapter 5: <br /> Divorce is never as easy as I thought it would be.<br /> -[“I’m calling to inform you that Mr. Thorne has decided to NOT take your case. We can recommend good divorce lawyers if needed….”]-<br /> The woman’s tone is cool and reserved over the phone.<br /> Confusion clouds my thoughts, and questions race through my mind—why would he turn me away? Is he busy? Or does he find my case not worthy of his time?<br /> I quickly rush to the law firm, hoping to personally meet and talk to Marius Throne, but I’m told by his secretary that appointments with Marius Throne are currently lined up for a month from now.<br /> So, he’s busy. Even so,... I’m still hoping that he’ll have a change of heart and accept my divorce case if only he can understand my situation.<br /> It’s a good case, hard case to be exact - my prenup agreement is harsh and my husband was caught cheating red-handed. This may pique his interest.<br /> The bustling lobby seems to shrink in an instant as I, lost in my thoughts, collide with someone in a sharp, tailored suit. I stumble back, instinctively apologizing.<br /> "Oh, I'm so sor-!"<br /> But when the man speaks, I freeze mid-apology.<br /> "Hazel?" he says, his voice a mix of surprise and recognition.<br /> My brow furrows as I stare at him, trying to place the familiar handsome face.<br /> Then, it hits me.<br /> "Leslie?!" I exclaim, my confusion giving way to excitement. "It's nice to see you again!"<br /> Leslie returns my smile, his eyes lighting up with warmth. "It's nice to see you again too."<br /> My mind trips me back to our high school days, the laughter, the secrets shared, which were overshadowed by the years of silence that followed my marriage to Carter.<br /> "It’s been a long time,” I say. “What are you doing in a place like this?"<br /> A proud smile tugs at Leslie's lips as he proudly gestures around the lobby. "I work here as a Senior Legal Associate."<br /> Senior Legal Associate? - I echo inwardly with awe.<br /> Quickly, a glimmer of possibility shines through my uncertainty! And when Leslie asks the question back to me, I know I have to seize the opportunity.<br /> “How about you, what are you doing here?”<br /> In a heartbeat, I reply, "I'm divorcing my husband, and I need to talk to Attorney Thorne now. His secretary said he has many cases lined up for him. But he’s my only hope. Can you help me meet him, please?"<br /> As I wait for his response, I look into his eyes, praying for a lifeline.<br /> “Mr. Thorne is a troublesome boss, difficult to work with, and even harder to persuade,” he says.<br /> My stubbornness refuses to let doubt cloud my determination. I’m desperate. Despite the warning signs, I press on, my resolve unshaken.<br /> "Just let me talk to him. Then I'll decide whether I still want to trust my case to him or not... please?"<br /> Leslie's smile turns brittle. "Alright. I'll try to talk to him first about you. Follow me."<br /> I follow Leslie, then wait outside one of the doors that are lining the corridor as I watch him disappear into the room.<br /> I hope Leslie's charm will be enough to sway Marius Thorne, to at least grant me a chance to plead my case. And maybe, just maybe, if I can make him understand, I can turn the tide in my favor.<br /> After a moment of agony, Leslie finally emerges from the room, his smile radiant as he meets my eager gaze.<br /> “You may now go in,” he announces, his voice tinged with excitement.<br /> My heart leaps with anticipation, and I can't help but squeal with delight.<br /> With a grin, I say, “Thank you so, so much!”<br /> I waste no time in crossing the threshold into the room. As I close the door, my eyes quickly fall upon Marius Thorne behind the mahogany desk.<br /> He’s tall and he’s impeccably handsome too, more so than Leslie and even Carter himself. Clad in a printed suit, he exudes an air of impassiveness that sends chills down my spine. His jawline is sharp, his gold eyes are more piercing in person than they were on TV, and his dark hair perfectly groomed.<br /> Marius’ voice is devoid of emotion just like his expression. "My secretary and Leslie told me that you’re planning to divorce your husband, Carter of the Whitlock Family.”<br /> Surprised, I ask, "You know my husband?"<br /> Is Marius Thorne turning me off because of my husband?<br /> He dodges my question, and delivers his verdict instead. "I have a full schedule for the rest of the year to take on new cases. I can recommend good divorce lawyers to you If you need..."<br /> Disappointment and frustration foam in my heart, my hands clenching to my sides. "Is there anything I can do to change your mind?"<br /> Marius remains unmoved.<br /> Without a tiny hint of second-thought, he crashes me with a one-word answer, “None.”<br /> Pride becomes my shield from rejection. I’ve walked away from anyone where I’m unwanted. I did that from Carter and his family, from my parents, God, I can just walk away from this stranger too!<br /> With a forced smile, I turn to the door. But just as I reach the threshold, a hand grips my wrist with unexpected force. Then, Carter's angry face looms over me. I struggle to maintain my balance.<br /> "Carter, let go of me!" I demand, my voice trembling with fear and defiance.<br /> “What do you think you’re doing here?!” he asks back, his face red with beasty fury.<br /> Carter drags me aggressively. I try to get rid of him, shoving my wrist from his iron grip, but his strength is overpowering.<br /> Finally, we reach the lobby, where curious eyes watch our confrontation unfold.<br /> Carter releases my wrist, but my humiliation doesn't end there. In a voice sharp and cold, he unleashes a torrent of threats that makes my blood run cold.<br /> "I own half of this law firm. When my wife came to my firm looking for a divorce lawyer, You think I wouldn't notice that?——"<br /> My eyes widen in surprise… that’s news to me.<br /> Carter pinches my hand and says, “You didn't really think that you could find a lawyer who would dare take you on, did you?”<br /> My mind goes blank, could this be the reason why Marius Thorne kept refusing me? Is there any other divorce attorney in town who will take my case? Who’s not scared of Carter?<br /> Carter grabs my arm once again. “Stop defying me! You can’t just waltz out of our marriage without consequences. Didn’t I already make sure you know that? The hardship you’re going through now is just the tip of the iceberg of what else I can do to you."<br /> I try to let go myself, but it’s no use, Carter is much stronger than I am. He then tightens his grip on me, which prompts me to hiss in pain.<br /> “Carter, please,” I beg.<br /> Carter parts his lips, but before he can continue his tirade, a pair of hands intervenes, grasping both my arm and his.<br /> I look up, and see Marius standing before us.	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1,952,602	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-08-01 19:12	active	1201	1646373609454564	The Family Foundation Solution: Raise Caring Kids	Are you a successful entrepreneur worried about raising entitled kids?<br /> <br /> What if there was a way to avoid entitled trust fund kids, build a family legacy, provide purpose to your family and slash personal tax bills by up to 60%?<br /> <br /> The best part? You could use government money to do all of the above! → <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fgo.realtomkelly.com%2Fapply&h=AT2Zoowk8KA52LORAlgF8g3NyhSiHweVmvL2JQm-LZjgoEjH9dzJAFCCZHA-5QxCpX-tkdoUy6Cxe01UwKcDf737uHgFj0mDpZ9EiGyl0ePZVT5fuKI0KKQVFeZniIGHiThopUimAOP8yA" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://go.realtomkelly.com/apply</a> <br /> <br /> Hey, I’m Tom Kelly. I built a $50 million tech company while raising over $500 million for over 250,000 non-profit organizations. <br /> <br /> I have 3 amazing children and I wanted them to understand the value of money and supporting causes, but I didn’t have an intentional way to do that.<br /> <br /> Of course, I had a typical trust setup, but I wanted to avoid raising trust-fund children who might squander it all.<br /> <br /> Having decades of experience in the non-profit sector, I approached my team, which consists of an army of lawyers, accountants, estate planners, and advisors, to see if there was something I could do as an entrepreneur that would give meaning to my wife, educate my children on money, support charitable causes, build generational wealth and legacy, and reduce our tax liability … <br /> <br /> And after years of planning, we discovered what I now call the “Functional Family Foundation” - a tool that the ultra-wealthy have used for generations to build a legacy while caring for their families and worthwhile causes.<br /> <br /> And we even figured out a way to slash personal taxes by up to 60% and use government money to fund the foundation.<br /> <br /> If raising caring children and building generational wealth and legacy are important to you, I invite you to watch a short video I created explaining this in more detail. If it resonates with you, we can schedule a call to see if and how this can work for you.<br /> <br /> Click here to learn more and schedule a call - <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fgo.realtomkelly.com%2Fapply&h=AT0kF03_xtbnB6XDqAWkQnuTjDJ2Sbt7UcDSfKSxT3_BdpZwUXVKmgJts-fmXYjpnO6Fh4WM-nexNMi8QcYVYqyFhFT2zaqmL_qcs9i5kWb3J99RWoMBMPqc9fINU8WSDwi8bUfXuwSn3JxeBNdK5xgcm7Q" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="async">https://go.realtomkelly.com/apply</a>	LEARN_MORE	https://go.realtomkelly.com/apply	108060034959016	Tom Kelly	https://facebook.com/realtomkelly	16	1	853,526,172,970,882	2024-08-01 02:00	person_profile	eligible	NONE	0	1	0	Learn more	Tom Kelly	120209702621910620	go.realtomkelly.com		NONE	image	Best of all, this system works DESPITE capital gains challenges and legislation changes, AND all without putting dead-end trusts in place, turning your kids into trust fund brats, or giving away all your money without any oversight.	https://go.realtomkelly.com/apply	2024-07-22 16:03	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/452291536_1515907045669416_3731406413820615173_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Vax7KGX3pl8Q7kNvgHqN0kl&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AYAYQUEMQ2EpMZbbS9zf9eoQlSI7DEWNIHV1_y_uhdARXg&oe=66B20B1E	person_profile	0	Tom Kelly	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/452559105_454720017460376_5356955106305557152_n.jpg?_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=tjU0Jjh75jkQ7kNvgGRXN7H&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AYD3Tzpd4OgixRE6RooPM4UPyBurlCPe3qCRrm8t5uYCSg&oe=66B20398	3	Tom Kelly	2024-07-22 02:00	View Edit Delete
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