Chapter 177
Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack. Twenty–six. Successful in the business world. Had an empire spread across the globe.
Wow.
I didn’t even realize I knew that much about him.
Guess that’s what happens when your parents practically worshipped a man like he was the Moon Goddess reincarnated.
“Are you there?” Mom’s voice snapper me back when I didn’t respond.
“Yeah, Mum. Well… welcome to him.” I said..
Definitely not the response she expected from me.
“We’ve set up a date for you two this weekend, she announced, her tone breezy like she
was discussing the weather. “Come to the packhouse as soon as you touch down from the
Maldives.” She ordered, and I sat up so fast that the room spun.
Yes. It was an order. What else should I call it? Arranging a date for me and ordering me
to be present for it?
I felt like laughing in her face. It had to be a joke.
“What the hell are you saying, mum? I’m not going on any date with anyone!” I let out an incredulous laugh, my brows pinching together in irritation.
“It’s not up for negotiation, darling. Stop trying to put up a fight,” she said, and before I could even as much as breathe, she dropped the call on me.
I stared at the screen, fingers curled so tightly around my phone I thought it might crack.
Of course, she hung up.
Because that’s what she always did.
Dictate. Dismiss. Disconnect.
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KESTER.
One of the things that woke me up so early this morning was going to get a new phone. I felt empty.
Before even trying to unbox my new phone, I stepped into the bathroom, ran a hot shower, and doused myself in the kind of cologne that smelled like power–clean, expensive, and dominant.
No matter what was happening or how the world around me crumbled, I never skipped my morning routine. Looking and smelling like a man in control wasn’t just a habit. It was a standard.
I sat at the edge of the bed, unwrapping the phone I got. I think I need to start thinking about including the production of gadgets like phones and laptops in my company.
I mean… The demand for such gadgets is very high, too. My company focuses on servicing the needs of the high and mighty. How about we also service the needs of the upcoming generation? These young folks can’t go without social media. And what devices do they use for it?
There. I got my answer.
Influence was a currency I liked having in abundance.
I’ll call Ryhs and get him to start the necessary preparations for this new venture.
The phone pinged and came on. I didn’t hesitate to log into my accounts, and in less a moment, everything was up and running, looking just like my old phone.
than
Within seconds, a flood of notifications poured in. Messages. Emails. Business.
Fuck.
I began to scroll through them one at a time.
Thirty–two out of forty–five messages from none other than my father–each one another useless sermon about June, June, fucking June.
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I exhaled sharply, resisting the urge to toss the phone across the room. This man had a way of repeating himself like a broken record, and if he thought nagging me into submission would work, he was dumber than I gave him credit for.
I skimmed past his texts, irritation thick in my chest, and moved to the next notification.
Beta Lance.
And immediately, my hands froze. A wave of slow, burning anger curled inside me.
I shot up from my bed, my eyes scanning the text over and over again, almost as if re- reading it could change the information I was looking at.
Beta Lance: “Kester, there is a problem… Karina is back.”
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