Second Thoughts After Divorce

Chapter 55

Ashton’s PH

The rest of the car joumey was spent reassuring Base, trying to mend the cracks In her confidence. I held her close, occasionally pressing gentle kisses to her forehead as we sped towards Alpha Jacobs‘ private estate.

The privacy screen separated us from Wendy, our driver, who seemed to be deliberately focusing on the road, giving us our space and privacy,

Roses tears gradually subsided, replaced by light breathing and occasional sniffles. She listened attentively as I spoke, absorbing the assurance that my choice was deliberate and born out of a desire to protect her, not hide her away in shame. The turmoil in her eyes began to fade, replaced by a flicker of

As the car pulled up to the gates, I straightened up seeing the other cars circling in to the large drive. Wendy efficiently followed suit, beface pulling us to a stop outside Ilve entrance – climbing out.

This is it Rose, you don’t have to keep your head up if you don’t want to. Each pack has an arrival time so you wont be seeing anyone you don’t want to see at least not just yet.” 1 explain, as Rose’s doe eyes bore in to my own, followed by a nod as she pushes herself off from my lap.

Moments later, Wendy opens the car doot for us, maintaining a professional demeanour as she steps aside for us to climb out. I slid out first, helping

I Rose step out onto the pavement after. The large building stood proud, an imposing structure with grand architecture, looming before us. “Thank you.” I nod my appreciation to the driver, before fishing out my wallet and retrieving a hundred as a tip.

Wendy’s eyes light

it sip, her mouth dropping open as she takes the bill from my hand. “A–Alpha… thank you! Are you sure?! Wendy stumbles, as I nod and wave her off.

She thanks me again, before I lead Rose towards the grand steps- noticing Hunt, Sawyer and Lydia waiting for us at the top.

“That was really kind of you.” Rose comments quietly, warming my insides a little with the approval as my wolf purrs from his mates compliment.

I glance at my watch, taking note that we currently had around five hours until the ball begins. Little to Rose’s knowledge did she know that I had hooked, what was seemingly known as, a glam team for her and Lydia. Which means that they would come to do their nails, hair, makeup and whatever else a girl would need to feel her best for such an established event.

she clung to H

clung to Hunts bicep.

Meanwhile, I planned on having a further pint in the private lounge with Hunt and Sawyer as we waited…

“Made it here in one piece!” Sawyer laughs out as we approach the group, Lydia seeming a little disheveled as

“That seemed wild today! I don’t remember it being as rowdy as that… Hunt complains, as I nod in agreement. “Probably because we haven’t attended the past couple, I reckon it was just surprise followed by excitement to see us back again.” I comment, as the two nod

“Gentleman, ladies, please follow us and we will have you all checked in and shown to your quarters. An elderly man approaches us, gesturing to the open door as we all step in to motion.

As we entered the grand hall of the estate, the air seemed charged with the anticipation of the upcoming ball. The interior was just as opulent as the exterior, adorned with exquisite artwork and lavish furnishings of cream and gold.

I swiftly signed some paperwork, checking us in to the event, before the elderly man, whom I assumed was part of the estate staff, led us through a series of corridors to our respective quarters.

The moms themselves on our floor were luxurious, each equipped with a stunning view of the expansive estate grounds–having evidently been carefully assigned to my pack on our return. Jacobs wasn’t kidding about keeping us a good room…

“Lydia and Hose, you will both be getting ready for tonight in the room next door. The glam team you have booked are already inside and set up,” the man explained, reading from his list, before guiding the two women towards their designated room as we followed behind.

Lydia shot a curious look at Rose, a mixture of excitement and nerves evident in her eyes as Rose’s lips bugged up in to a little smile.

The prospect of a glam team was something neither of them had experienced before, although they had both been in a salon environment – but this was a little fancier.

The door opened, revealing a team of four women, two younger and two slightly older, all dressed in pink salon aprons. Th greeted the girlty

rushing to shake their hands and ushering them both in to the large bedroom in which they had already set up with their equipment…

Both Rose and Lydia’s dresses had already been hung up proudly on display, with their shoe boxes tucked neatly below, as I nodded my approval at the efficiency of the team,

That’s one less thing for me to worry over then…

“Ok great… and for you three gentlemen, your private har and man cave is right down the hall. Please make yourselves comfortable whilst you wait for the event to start tonight. The ball will commence in a few hours and your driver will come up to collect you to take you all to the venue when it is time.” He added, as I followed his instructions – mentally taking note of the plan.

As Rose and Lydia entered the room giddily, I couldn’t help but exchange a knowing glance with Hunt and Sawyer. This was an opportunity for the women to unwind, enjoy a pampering session, and perhaps ease some of their tension before the ball…

“Rose!” I snap her out of her trance, as she turns from the chattering women to look back at me. With that, I gesture with my hand for her to approach, as she shuttles her way towards me.

“Yeah?” Her soft tone meets my ears, as Hunt and Sawyer head back out in to the corridor to give us some privacy.

“Ill only be two doors down the hall ok? You can still mind–link me if you need anything. I know you’ll be nervous but you’ll do great and you’ll look amazing tonight… just try to enjoy it all and let me take care of the rest, ok?” I speak with confidence, as Rose listens to me giving me her full attention.

“Thanks Ashton… for all of this… and for bringing Lydia too. I feel a lot better having her here I must admit. Rose states quietly, before I pull her in to a tight embrace which she relaxes in to almost instantly.

“I’ll see you when you re all glammed up then princess?” I pull hack after a moment and smirk, causing her cheeks to flare something that happens often that I take enjoyment in causing.

With that, I grasp her chin firmly, peck her lips once, before turning to leave her behind in the room with the females…

The thought of Rose and Lydia experiencing the whole glam treatment brought a smile to my face. It was a small joy amid the challenges we faced of the night ahead… at least they would both look and feel amazing.

As I approached the lounge, I could hear the low hum of conversation and the clinking of glasses. Hunt and Sawyer were already seated, as I spotted some of my other personal guards engrossed in a discussion about the upcoming ball in the far comer….

“So now we just relax?” Sawyer sighs out, as I nod once and sink in to the comfortable fabric sofa opposite them both.

“What will it be then Alpha?” A waiter comes over instantly, as i hum in thought.

“Surprise me… nothing too strong.” I order, as the man bows and heads off back behind the bar.

I glance around the room again, feeling content with the familiar faces of my trusty men surrounding us. They represented only a minor number of my guards working at the event… which only meant that I now had eyes everywhere… which is exactly what I had wanted.

“Has he even arrived yet?” Hunt questions, breaking the comfortable silence first as I stare over to him – watching him swing back his glass.

I knew exactly who he was referring to, however Sawyer squinted and beat me to answering…

“Who?” Sawyer asks, as I straighten up a little in the chair.

“Derrick?” I conclude for him, earning a nod from Hunt to confirm his question.

“No not yet. I know the man that is driving his train though and he sent me a text to say they will be here in the next hour or so.” I explain, rubbing a Tough hand across my shaven jaw.

With that, the waiter returned, handing me a freshly made margarita – his demeanour growing slightly anxious as I eyed it in his hand.

“Good choice.” I nod my approval, deciding to put the man out of his nervous misery, as he grins from ear to ear handing me the drink with great

I tipped him, before we watched him walk off again, attending to some of my other men in the room, before Sawyer inhaled his next breath of air to continue in our conversation.

*So what exactly is the plan with Derrick?” Sawyer asks outright, as I clear my throat to speak.

“That depends on him… I all but state, as Hunt squints at my word choice evidently not understanding my meaning behind them yet.

“Depends on him?” Sawyer repeats, as though he hadn’t actually heard me right, causing me to chuckle.

I bring the cold margarita up to my lips, deciding to test it out as I gulp a sip of the alcoholic beverage back. The drink was the perfect choice, having started the day with some pints on the train, this would help to level it out…

“Yeah… it all depends on how quickly I can wind that little fucker up until he cracks…” I chuckle, seeing their confused faces, as Hunt shakes his head in amusement and Sawyer squints again.

“You plan to just piss him off at the ball? Sawyer confirms, as I lick my lips before speaking again.

“Precisely… I plan on doing everything in my power to tip him over the edge… without even putting my hands on him myself!” I smile with pride at my own plan, leaning back again to get comfortable.

“Am I just being dumb here or…? You don’t plan on beating that man to a pulp anymore? Instead you want to just push his buttons all night and get some reaction from him? I thought you wanted more than that Ash?” Sawyer rambles, having never been the brightest bulb in the packet, as Hunt rolls his eyes at his questioning NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

Of course I wanted more than that… and that’s exactly what I’ll get!

“Think about it Sawyer?! What happens to wolves who don’t follow Jacobs rules at the ball?” Hunt attempts to pull thoughts from him, as he ponders on his words for a moment

“Uhh….well wouldn’t they get locked up for breaching his contract on his land?” Sawyer shrugs, as I nod slowly, hoping that he would grasp the idea sooner rather than later.

“Oh… so you plan on having Jacob lock him up once he kicks off? But what use is that to you? Won’t you want to deal with him yourself… get for yourself and Rose?” Sawyer continues, slowly but surely beginning to understand the idea.

I will get my revenge… there’s no doubts about that!

revenge

“Jacob may be in charge for the duration of the ball men… but in terms of this whole country, I am the main Alpha that they all bow down to! I’ll give Jacob the respect for his ball, but after that, I’ll force him to hand Derrick over to me to be punished for his war crimes.” I lean forward and lower my voice as an extra precaution, as the two both copy and lean forward slightly to listen in.

The plan was fool proof… as long as I can get h

get him to crack tonight at the ball…

“Well fuck… no hot single women for me tonight then?” Sawyer suddenly groans loudly, breaking the growing tension as I shake my head and chuckle at his outburst.

idiotic followers, will be the

I had the perfect team around me here, and great connections to most Alphas from around the country. Derrick, and his id minority tonight.

He’s playing with fire and he’s destined to get cremated now… once and for all

all….