Christine was dumped by her fiancé. She decided to drink her sorrows away. After a one-night stand with someone she didn't know, she discovered she was pregnant. Left alone with no other choice, she decided to raise her daughter alone, struggling financially with no one to help. Future Alpha Reyes was banished from his pack after being accused of murdering his older brother's wife from the Blood Crest Pack. He let his guard down that night and had sex with a lady he didn't know. He later became a successful billionaire in the city and built his own pack. He has been relentlessly searching for the woman he slept with, unable to erase her from his memory. Years later, he spotted her at a mall with a little girl who bore a striking resemblance to him. He can't deny the fact that he is definitely the father of the little girl who he was staring at. Will Christine embrace Reyes once she discovers his true identity? What unfolds when the Blood Crest Pack summons him? Do you believe they will accept a human as their Luna?
Christine was so excited to go to her boyfriend's place. After all, it was a Saturday and she didn't have to work. She lived with her best friend Jeanette, who worked as a salesgirl in a shopping mall. Christine, on the other hand, ran a small flower shop. She stood in front of the mirror, trying to make herself look beautiful for Duncan, her boyfriend. They had been dating for five months, which had been the best months of her life. She loved him so much and wasn't ready to lose him.
She had experienced several broken relationships in the past, but she felt like she had finally found the right man. As she sat down in front of her dressing mirror to apply her makeup, she heard her name being cal it upled by Jeanette.
"Christine!" her crazy best friend screamed. "I finally got passes to Barricade Club, and I got one for you too!" she exclaimed excitedly.
"I'm not interested," Christine replied.
"But why? Let's just go tonight, please," Jeanette begged.
"I said I'm not interested. Besides, I want to surprise Duncan. I'm going to get a gift for him and head to his house. I'm very sure he won't be expecting me," Christine said excitedly.
"I promise I won't try to hook you up with any guy. I'll just have my fun alone and leave you to have a few drinks. Can you please do this for me?" Jeanette asked, begging seriously.
"I already told you, I'm not interested. I have a boyfriend, and you want me to go to clubs? What do you think he would think of me? I'm not ready to disappoint anyone close to me, so please just let me be, Jeanette. Also, I have somewhere very important to go. If you would excuse me," Christine said with a stern face.
"You are so obsessed with this boyfriend of yours, and I don't like him. You even pay some of his bills, and now you want to get him another gift. How many gifts has he gotten you?" Jeanette asked.
"Well, I don't care as long as we love each other. That's all that matters," Christine replied, applying her makeup. "I'm off," she said, determined.
"She never listens. She uses all her hard-earned money on that stupid guy. I hope she doesn't regret it," Jeanette muttered silently.
Christine went to a nearby mall to get male perfume for her boyfriend and headed straight to his house. As she approached the door, she realized it was open. She entered cautiously, trying not to alert Duncan. She wondered why the door wasn't locked. She went straight to his bedroom, opened the door, and saw the shock of her life.
The perfume slipped from her hand and broke as she saw her boyfriend cheating on her. She wanted to leave, but her legs refused to move. The shock she felt was evident.
"Duncan!" the woman yelled and pointed at Christine, who moved towards them with a murderous look on her face.
It was then that Duncan looked back, his face turning white as he quickly sprang away from his newfound candy.
"Hey, back off!" he yelled.
Christine stopped in her tracks, her heartbeat roaring in her ears as she stared at the man she had trusted. "Back off?" she said with an angry look on her face. "Fuck, no. Continue, will you? I was enjoying the show."
Duncan chuckled dryly, his brown eyes filled with jeer and mockery. "There's no need to swallow all that hurt, Christine. Look, what we had was just a bet. My friends didn't think I could sleep with a woman like you, and I did. Now I'm fifty grand richer, but you're as boring as hell."
He was cut off by a slap on his face. Christine watched with sickening satisfaction as pain flared up on his face when she slapped him on his cheek.
Duncan doubled over, howling like a dog in birth pains.
"My face!"
His whore, the woman he cheated on Christine with, ran to his side, and Christine laughed dryly, fighting back the tears that threatened to spill. She would not shed tears over an idiot and gold digger like him. Never.
"You two suit each other," she taunted. "A dog and his bitch. I'm so fucking glad that I'm out of this hellhole. He's all yours."
And with her words hanging in the air, she sauntered out of the house. Still fighting off the tears, she called the one person she knew would give her comfort: Jeanette.
She banged the door open, entered the house, and collapsed on the couch.
"So," Jeanette said from behind.
"I'm so sorry I didn't listen to you. He's a jerk. I hate him," Christine rushed out all her words at once and started crying.
"Jeanette! I'm finally fucking free. How is the club offer?" she asked immediately.
"Wow, that's the spirit, babe. Dance all your sorrows away," Jeanette said excitedly.
Jeanette Lannister walked through the throng of dancing people in the club, keeping an eye on her best friend who was screaming like a banshee and gyrating to the loud music. Christine was as drunk as hell.
Christine, shit-faced and drunk as hell, tried to navigate her way back to the counter stool. She had grown tired of dancing and needed to sit, or she would puke her guts out. However, when she got to the stool she had sat on when she arrived, there was someone else on it.
And good Lord, he was fucking gorgeous.
Her breath caught as she took him in. His black, thick strands of hair were neatly arranged on his head, with a few strands almost falling over his face. And his face... Damn, he was a work of art. His face was chiseled, and his beautiful grey eyes stared at her broodingly in a way that made her panties moisten with desire. He was dressed casually in a plain blue tee and black pants. And yet, he was easily the most stunning man she had ever seen.
"Has...," she slurred, reaching out to brush his hair, "has anyone ever told you that you look so fucking edible and hot, sir?"
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."