Tracy's POV"You can not come, Tracy. Are you deaf," Garvin yelled at me. But I was still undeterred. It was my son that was inside there."Maybe I am," I sneered, "you can't just go and leave me here; I need to protect my child.""Tracy, you will alert the --The sound of a gunshot came, cutting Garvin's words Short."Tracy, go low quickly," Garvin yelled, and I fell flat on my stomach.Turning to the security we brought along with us, his voice low and authoritative,"Sylvia, instruct them. You guys can go through the back." He ordered, watching the environment as they disappeared into the back of the building. "Tracy, hold on to the Hem of my shirt and follow behind me. Ensure not to make any sound"."I won't," I nodded. _not when my son's life is at stake. I would willingly
Tracy's POV "You say what now?" I blurted out, my hands shivering as I took the phone from Lisa. "A certain Hunter is calling you." She repeated, studying my face carefully. "Um, Lisa, excuse me, let me go take this," I expressed, walking out of the kitchen and to a far corner of the living room. "Alright, miss" Turning back at intervals to ensure no one was coming behind me, taking a deep breath, I pressed the answer button. "Hello," my voice came out in almost a whisper. "Tracy Murphy, am I right?" Hunter's hollow voice came from the other end. "How did you get my number?" I sneered. "You seem to be forgetting that I am quite capable here," he chuckled lightly, "Plus, you own a company. Your contact info is on your flyer, out on display," he made it seem like it was just common sense. "Ohh," I managed, smacking myself in the head internally. _I should get a new flyer invented and a change of contact info, or I could get a new SIM because only the moon goddess knows how m
Tracy's POV"You are up quite early Tracy," Garvin remarked as I descended the stairs, rubbing my eyes as I did."Um, yes," I answered as soon I got close enough, "it's been a while since I visited the company. I, um, want to go find out how things are going over there in the office," I completed, yawning once more."Ohh, you need a ride or-"No, not at all," I interjected, " Um, I would go fabric shopping as well. You know it's best to dress and appear as neutral as possible to blend in at the market." I explained, making pointless hand gestures."Ohh, okay." He nodded slowly. He was paying keen attention to my body movements._did I seem all too jumpy? I hope he does not notice anything._"You are leaving now?" I inquired, noticing for the first time since I got down that he was dressed in a dark green suit and a chalk-white button-down shirt. His hair was permed, and I could see streaks of light brown highlights in them."You look outstanding," I added, instantly regretting my comm
Kia's POV."Tracy! Tracy, can't you hear me," I called in a slow voice. Following her closely. She was pretending not to hear me. I could not be mistaken about the scent. I had sensed it from afar. And when we locked eyes, I couldn't be more sure who it was."I said, Tracy, stop there," I thundered. My voice came out a little bit too harsh.Turning abruptly and clutching her veil tighter, she narrowed her eyes at me, "Excuse me, do I know you?""Oh, drop the weird accent and answer me." I rolled my eyes, sandwiching her between me and the bathroom wall."What is it, Kia?" She sneered, finally admitting that she was indeed Tracy."So it is indeed you," I mused, examining her features closely."What is it?" She spat, "Why did you follow me down here?""Because I am surprised? Surprised that you came here," I admitted. _I could have bet a million bucks that Tracy would never set foot here, given how she treated me back in the moonlight pack. And her new relationship with Garvin. Was he
Tracy's. **** Laying in bed with Kia, everything felt right. Like all my troubles were behind me. "It's 4 pm already." I exclaimed As I sprang from the bed, "I have to go." Kia's eyes widened, his body sticky from all the sweat. His eyes showed disappointment as he sat up on the bed. Supporting his body with his arm, "But can't you-" "Sleepover?" I cut him short, adjusting my clothes in front of the mirror, "No, I can not. I need to go home to Kian," "And Garvin," he mumbled. "Come on now, don't be a big crybaby," I laughed, putting my hair in place. "Only the moon goddess knows when you will be back," "I will come back, I promise," I assured, kissing him on the forehead. "But for now,"--I reapplied my bold lipstick over my lips, "I have to go," "Send my greetings to your son," he called out behind me, "I will," I yelled back. Dashing out of the room. I scanned my environment as I walked, my eyes darting everywhere to ensure no one had seen me leaving the room. "Going somew
Garvin POV.'hahhh! fuck damn it, Tracy!. damn you!" I cursed as I threw another glass of drink across the room._where the fuck did Tracy go without telling me_"Alpha Garvin, here is some wine. Maybe it can calm you down in the meantime... Sir, by the way, what is going on? The room is destroyed,” she pointed out. But I don't want all that. I want Tracy to be mine. Can't she?."Lisa.""Sir.Would you please be so kind? Stop asking me silly questions that you don't need to know, and get out of my room!"Sir, I am just curious.I want to know what happened to Tracy if she and her son is in a good state. I heard you were shouting and breaking things in the room... so_ I want to know if anything is going on with Kian or Tracy.""well, Lisa, nothing is happening with me, Kian, and Tracy
Tracy's POVWaking up in the morning, I had set up an entirely different planner.Parting the windows and making my bed.All that seemed to turn out dull.I barely got any sleep. No, nothing, just me and TikTok videos against the bed when I got a text from Kia."Hi," I smiled, picking up the call."I just wanted to know how you are doing,"I finally made it to the office after a week of my return. Was I scared that things would go haywire without me? No! My assistant could handle things in my absence, and I didn't doubt her for any reason.But did things with the customers spiral out of control in my absence? Well yes.Calm down, ma'am. Your order was mixed up, and we will correct it in a few minutes if you can. Please keep your voice down, one of my sales representatives
The bitter November wind cut through my threadbare coat as I pushed open the creaky door of the 24-hour diner, the warmth from inside fleetingly caressing my cheek. Glancing at a watch, I noted my shift had lasted from noon until just now, 10PM. It was always the graveyard shift for me easier not to deal with the judging eyes that way.I sat down on the curb around back, letting the door swing shut behind me, muffling the clanging and sizzling sounds of the small kitchen inside. I unfolded my paycheck with trembling fingers. $180. Not much, but if I budgeted carefully, it would cover food for the next week.The wind picked up, seeping through holes in my sneakers. I couldn't afford new clothes or shoes, not when every cent went to keeping my small family afloat. I used to have dreams of college, a career, mate - but those evaporated the night a gas explosion killed my mom. The night that I got blamed for being the murderer. It didn't matter that I was innocent, that it was a freak acc