Chapter 1 A Strange Dream

Jennifer covered her mouth. In front of her, she saw her father's body lying stiffly, with a man crouching in front of him, holding him.

Jennifer took a few steps back, accidentally dropping the pregnancy test she was holding onto the floor.

"Who's there?" The man turned his head. Jennifer hid, continuing to cry.

The man searched for something, trying to smell something. But then Beta John approached him.

"Alpha! Our pack is under attack! The Greenstone pack is attacking us! We've lost members! What should we do?" said Beta Jhon, breathing heavily.

"Greenstone? Impossible! They're not as strong as us! There must be someone behind them! Who dares to mess with me!" said Alpha Blackstone.

As he was about to leave, his foot touched something.

"A pregnancy test? Is this Jennifer's? Two lines? Jennifer is carrying my pups?" Geralt hesitated, but Beta reminded him.

"Alpha! Come on..." he urged again.

"Come on!" Geralt shouted again. 'Wait for me, Jenn, I need to know the truth—are you pregnant?'

They left.

Jennifer emerged from her hiding place, "My husband killed my father? Geralt killed him?"

Crying, she ran as fast as she could into the darkness of the night.

The night was dark, but it didn't matter to someone like Jennifer Ross as she ran and ran. Surprisingly she didn't use her legs, she ran with her hands and furry. She fell down, hurt her leg, hurt her body and somehow didn't feel it. All she knew was that she had to keep running.

While behind her a pack of hungry wolves chased her. Until finally she slipped and fell into the ravine. She rolled around on the ground until she was thrown into a river. She seemed to be drowning as water began to enter her throat, she drank a lot of water. She tried to move her arms, her legs to be precise. I don't know, she didn't know if it was one of his body parts. But his body began to sink under the water and...

Jennifer screamed at the top of her lungs "Argh!!! No!!!"

BRAK!!!

Jennifer woke up, a small five year old boy was coming towards her after frantically opening her bedroom door.

"Are you alright, Mom? Did you dream again?" Alexander, her son, looked worried and climbed into his Mom's bed.

Jennifer was still breathing heavily, a cold sweat broke out on her forehead and even her arms started to get wet with sweat. Her body was sticky. Drenched in sweat that began to pour all over her body.

Jennifer’s hands trembled as she pulled Alex close, her heartbeat loud in her ears.

"I'll be fine, it was just a dream! I'll be fine. Calm down..." Jennifer tried to encourage her son and herself.

The dream was so scary, she saw so many injured people, humans and wolves. What did the dream mean? She never knew.

But lately, in the past month to be precise, she almost dreamed the same thing, at first vaguely but more and more clearly every day. Was she going crazy? No! No! She can't be crazy! The dream was too real.

But why did it appear now? Why this time? What's behind all this?

She kept asking questions that she could never answer.

Suddenly she smiled at her son, Alexander. Alexander would be born on a full moon and accompanied by flashes of lightning and howls like a wild animal, which Jennifer thought was just a coincidence. It wasn't until Alex made his typical baby noises that the weather cleared up. Jennifer didn't understand what that meant. But she never thought about it.

"What time is it, baby?" Jennifer asked her son.

"It's morning, Mom. Probably around 7.00am!" he said, looking up at his Mom's face.

"What? Oh, no! I'm late! It's my first day at work! I can't be late for work! And you're a young boy, you have to go to school too, don't you?" Jennifer exclaimed as she stood up from her bed.

"You have to shower now! And breakfast, Oh no! We'll have breakfast outside, how about that? There's no time to cook!" said Jennifer, starting to panic and running to take her son to the bathroom.

"Mom! Calm down! I've showered and I've also prepared bread and some milk for us to have for breakfast just before I heard you scream!" said Alex trying to calm his Mom down.

"Really? Wow! Then change your clothes, then we'll have breakfast together but I'll go first to the bathroom!" said Jennifer happily, Alex was always reliable.

Alex was about to leave his Mom's room and Jennifer was about to go to the bathroom. But then Jennifer turned around and chased after her son. Giving him a kiss.

"You're the best! Thanks!"

While Alex just looked at his Mom with a shake of his head. "It's always like this! I don't know who's more mature here, but definitely not my Mom for sure!"

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After a shower and a change of clothes, they ate quickly, as her Mom had to work today. Finally after a long time she managed to finish her studies, she finished it with great difficulty, even while carrying Alex who was then in her womb.

After a long struggle, she did it! She even got a job at the biggest company in L.A. That's why she moved from Chicago to L.A. in the hope of making a better living.

And here they are. Driving a simple saloon car she had rented, Jennifer finally arrived at her office and glanced at her watch.

"Shit! I'm Late! Is he going to be mad?" with a pounding heart she tried to sit on her chair.

Shortly after, the phone on her desk rang.

"Come into my office!" her boss's voice sounded cold and stern over the phone.

Taking a deep breath, she knocked on the door in front of her.

"Come in!" someone ordered from inside.

Trembling, Jennifer opened the door and walked slowly towards the large desk where her boss was working. Geralt Williams. CEO of Williams Enterprise.

Jennifer stared at Gerald's appearance.

Gerald had a very handsome face with tanned skin, a straight nose, a square jaw, and a smooth moustache that gave him a firm and authoritative appearance.

His shoulders were broad with a very muscular and sturdy chest. The top two buttons of Gerald's shirt were open, revealing fine hair on his chest, which looked comfortable to lean on.

His hair was thick and dark brown, with a few strands falling slightly over his forehead, adding a cool, carefree yet strong leadership aura.

Gerald was truly perfect.

Jennifer's heart was pounding. Jennifer swallowed her saliva.

"Are you my new secretary? Do you think you deserve this job? What time is it now?" he hissed without looking at Jennifer.

“Yes, sir. My name is Jennifer Ross. I’m sorry I’m late! I had family matters to attend to. I promise I won’t be late again!” Jennifer said awkwardly.

“I don’t care if you have family matters or not! That’s none of my business! There won’t be another chance! Please leave! I don’t like people who are late! You’re fired!” he hissed angrily.

"What? Sir, I'm sorry, I was only five minutes late. I'll make sure this doesn't happen again, but please give me one last chance. This job is important to me!" Jennifer pleaded, but Geralt hadn't even looked at her since earlier.

"I don't care! I said you're fired! Get out of my office!" he said, continuing to look at his files.

"But, sir?"

"GET OUT!"

"Fine! What an arrogant man! Who’d want to work for someone with no heart!" Jennifer said angrily as she stormed out of the room, slamming her boss's door behind her and grabbing her bag.

Geralt was startled. That power… "I feel like I know it. That scent… why did I just catch a whiff of it?" He whispered to himself.

Geralt fell silent. "Could it be her?"