He had seemed so happy with me. He barely went home anymore, clearly having no feelings left for Celina. If he didn’t love her anymore, why would he still care? Was it just the damn mate bond?
Realizing that Celina still held a place in Xavien’s heart that I couldn’t reach made me want to tear her apart limb by limb. But right now, I feared Xavien’s rejection more. I quickly changed my approach, abandoning my previous arrogance.
“It’s fine, it’s fine,” I said, “Miss Moore was probably just upset about me getting close to you. I didn’t really mean she should kneel-I was just speaking out of hurt. Don’t be angry.”
“But Xavien,” I pouted, switching to a pitiful whine as I laid my hand on his arm, “I’ve suffered such a terrible injustice. You have to make it up to me.”
Xavien’s expression finally softened, his eyes growing tender. “Of course I will.”
I left with a stomach full of resentment and a mind plotting revenge. The mate bond might protect Celina for now, but mate bonds could be broken. And I would find a way.
Celina
When I arrived home, I received a call from Yvonne.
“Honey, tomorrow afternoon, the CEO of Jade Valley has arranged a golf game with Sebastian. Black,” she said eagerly. “I’ve already told him I’m bringing someone along. This is your chance to shine!”
“You’re so nice, darling! Mwah, mwah, mwah!” I replied, feeling my spirits lift for the first time in days, allowing myself to be silly with my friend.
“Oh god, I’m getting goosebumps from all that sweetness,” she laughed. “So, Wednesday-don’t stand me up!”
“Wouldn’t dream of it,” I promised.”
This good news lifted my spirits so much that I actually ate more than usual at dinner.
Late that night, I was in the home gym.
After about twenty minutes, my phone rang. It was Xavien.
He hadn’t come home again tonight.
His absence had become so normal that I barely noticed anymore. But a call at this hour? What could he want?
I hesitated before answering, my instincts warning me that nothing good would come from this call.
The moment I connected the call, I heard rapid breathing-a man and woman, followed by the woman’s pleasure-filled, wanton moans.
“Xavien, I can’t take anymore,” Cira panted. “You’re too much… you’re going to destroy me.”
“Deeper, deeper…” she begged.
“Ahhh…” Her cry of ecstasy pierced through the phone.
My already unsettled stomach lurched violently. I bent over, vomiting forcefully onto the floor.
My phone slipped from my hand, crashing down with a sharp c***k. The screen shattered completely.
I don’t remember how I made it back to my bedroom.
Lying in bed, I expected to be overwhelmed by grief, unable to sleep through the night. But surprisingly, none of that happened.
I just… stopped caring.
Let them enjoy their little performance.
Let her think she’s won.
She took the man.
Now I’ll take the rest.
I woke at dawn, mind clearer than it had been in months.
Showered, cleaned the gym, ate, bought a new phone.
By afternoon, I arrived at Riverstone Golf Club.
The air was sharp, the greens quiet.
I was ready to meet the Alpha who might change everything.
Celina
Yvonne was already waiting at the practice range when I arrived, lounging against a golf cart with effortless confidence. She wore a canary yellow one-piece sports dress that hugged her curves in all the right places, the hem just short enough to tease. Her sun-kissed skin glowed under the light, and her long, honey-blonde waves tumbled over her shoulders like something out of a shampoo commercial. She looked like a walking summer fantasy-bold, radiant, and utterly unapologetic.
Her eyes swept over me, and her perfectly arched brow lifted in playful disapproval. “Oh, honey”” she said, lips curling into a smirk. “Why don’t you just throw on a turtleneck while you’re at it?”
I smiled faintly. “I’m here for a job interview, not to get picked up.”
Honestly, I thought I looked just fine. I’d chosen a fitted light blue sports set that showed off my figure without being showy, tied my hair into a sleek ponytail, and kept my makeup minimal-glowy skin, defined eyes, and nothing too flashy. I looked composed, clean, and ready-professional enough for a business meeting, even if it came disguised as a golf game.
Yvonne tilted her head, eyes gleaming with mischief. “Sweetie, men are visual creatures,” she said, voice low and knowing. “Even wolfweres-especially Alpha wolves.”
“If Sebastian simply wanted a pretty face as his secretary, the position wouldn’t still be vacant,” I countered.
“Being beautiful and capable aren’t mutually exclusive, darling.” Yvonne playfully poked my side. “Lucky for you, I brought an extra outfit. We’re about the same size-you can borrow it.”
Before I could protest, she dragged me to the changing room, her determination leaving no room. for argument. Since I needed her introduction to Sebastian, I couldn’t exactly refuse her well-intentioned help.
When I emerged from the changing room, I looked like a completely different person-a sexy wildcat ready to prowl. The ward sleeveless top hugged my curves while the black pleated mini skirt barely covered my thighs, showcasing my long, creamy legs. The outfit emphasized every curve of my body in ways that would make most men lose their minds.
“Oh. My. God!” Yvonne gasped dramatically, covering her mouth in exaggerated shock. “Celina, you’ve been hiding all this under those boring suits? Xavien really is a fool to let you go. What could Cira possibly have that you don’t?”
I automatically ignored the latter part of her comment. Instead, I stared anxiously at my reflection. Would Alpha Sebastian think I was trying to seduce him? That wasn’t the impression I wanted to make with the most powerful Alpha in Port City.
“Yvonne, I think-“
“Shh.” She silenced me with a gesture as she pulled out her phone to answer a call. “Mr. Chu? You and Alpha Sebastian are already there? We’ll be right over.”
With that call, my window of opportunity to change back into my original outfit closed. We headed out to meet with the men.
“Yvonne, have you ever met Sebastian before?” I asked during our cart ride.
“Once, actually. I was about six when my parents took me to the Black family home for New Year’s. Sebastian was still young then-pale skin, chubby cheeks, absolutely adorable. After my family’s financial troubles, we never visited again.”
“I see…” I murmured, my mind conjuring an image of a plump, pale-skinned boy like a steamed bun.
The golf cart turned a corner, and a vast expanse of grant opened before us. In the distance stood a forest surrounding a lake, and closer to us were two men in sportswear engaged in conversation.
My eyes locked onto one of them, and I felt my pupils dilate with shock.
Mr. Chu was easy to recognize in his navy polo and khaki pants. But it was the man beside him. who seized my attention like a lightning strike. He was tall-half a head taller than Mr. Chu. Dressed in crisp ward from collar to cuff, the fabric clung to his broad shoulders and tapered cleanly along his torso, emphasizing a body honed for strength and control.
Even at a distance, his posture radiated command. When he turned slightly, the sun caught his profile-and for a second, he didn’t look real. His features were sharp, chiseled like marble, but animated by something far more primal. Not merely handsome-he was arresting. Otherworldly. The kind of face you didn’t forget, even if you wanted to.
My vision swam for a beat as recognition-the man who was rear-ended
“Alpha Sebastian!” I heard Yvonne’s excited whisper beside me. “God, he looks nothing like he did as a child. When did he get so tall and gorgeous? I’m having a serious fangirl moment here!”
“I’m doomed,” I muttered under my breath.
“You too? Did you just fall in love at first sight? I wouldn’t blame you-he’s absolutely divine!”
My expression probably looked worse than if I’d been crying.
The cart came to a stop. Both men turned to acknowledge our arrival.
Mr. Chu smiled and waved, his eyes lingering on me with undisguised appreciation. Sebastian’s initial surprise vanished in an instant, replaced by an icy demeanor that made him seem completely unapproachable.
Yvonne led me toward them. Despite my dwindling hopes, I decided to make the best of the situation.
“Mr. Chu, Alpha Sebastian,” Yvonne greeted them enthusiastically before quickly introducing me. “This is my dear friend Celina. She came especially today to experience Alpha Sebastian’s renowned golf skills.”
Despite my internal panic, I maintained a flawless smile on the surface.
Mr. Chu teased, “I was wondering why the beautiful Celina would suddenly take an interest in golf and dress so attractively. So she’s targeting Alpha Sebastian-ambitious, aren’t we?”
Ignoring his banter, I greeted him politely before turning to Sebastian with formal respect. “Alphal Sebastian, it’s a pleasure to meet you for the first time.”
The moment those words left my mouth, I realized my mistake. My eyes flickered nervously… damn my automatic professional muscle memory!
“First time?” Sebastian’s pale gaze settled on my face, his voice cool and measured.
I maintained my respectful and composed expression while internally scrambling for words. Rather than acknowledge his implied question, I simply added, “I’m truly delighted to meet you.”
After speaking, I looked at him with a slightly nervous yet pleading expression. e…]
[Please don’t expose me…
Sebastian seemed to understand my silent plea, and his lips curved into the faintest smile. “Cecilia certainly looks pleased,” he replied, his rich voice carrying a trailing note of indulgence. Every word from his mouth seemed coated with affectionate amusement.
His unexpected smile left both Mr Chu and Yvonne visibly shocked: Had I really made such a favorable impression so quickly?
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