His downfall

The following few days were routine. I'm not sure if Beau’s manifestation caused everything to return to normal.

It's true that he recovered and is now back to normal. being a busy f-buddy and a busy businessman.


I laughed, "That tickles me, stop."

We are in his workplace. After two days, we finally met. Because his big day, the event, is approaching, he has been extremely busy at work.

My giggles intensified as he kissed the delicate area of my neck. He made fun of my response. He was sitting in his chair and I was on his lap.

Both of us stopped when the intercom beeped. Knight pressed it after grabbing it. His secretary's voice vanished from the intercom.

"Mr. Wilson will be available for your appointment in five minutes."

My face went rigid. Beau paused before thanking his secretary, as I observed. I made an effort to smile when he turned to face me.

"How about tonight?"

He gave me a close look. "No, may you remain?"

"B-but, you have a meeting," Oli, my fellow con artist, said.

“Yes, but I need you here,” he said, gently nudging my elbow.

I tried to leave and said"It's a private meeting."

He gave a headshake. "I actually called you today because I want to hear your opinion about this.

My lips split. My heart is racing like crazy. I don't desire! I don't want to sit here and listen to their scheme to con him.

I suppose I have no choice.

--Beau’s POV--

The office went silent as I fixed my attention on Jade. In preparation for the "meeting" he had scheduled, Mr. Wilson, or Mr. Oli Davis, had just walked into my office.


I was at my desk, focusing solely on her. The flowery words of his friend, who is her partner in their scheme, ceased to be audible to me.

I'm unsure of how I ought to feel. Is it possible to feel too much pain while also being happy? I consider myself to be neither a fool nor an idiot, so I have achieved this level of success in life in a relatively short period of time. But why am I dumbfounded when it comes to her? Why do I seem willing to submit to this woman in order to give her what she wants?

His friend said, "I know approaching you is a blow to the moon; however, you can rest assured that you can count on my start-up company.”

“And how will your business benefit from mine?”


“You can be certain that this will help the less fortunate as well as increase your wealth.”


Sadly, I suppose he's correct. I've been carrying it out for the entire time. I'll let her go because I know how neglected she's been. Is that not what I desire?

I spoke to her and asked, "What can you say about that, Ms. Lewis?" Her eyes seemed to widen slightly as if she hadn't anticipated my asking that.

She answered casually, but I could sense her nervousness, "I-I think it's a good idea. It's a win-win situation, you'll benefit people and you'll gain at the same time.”


I thought it was only a temporary call of the flesh to reach this point of infidelity and deception, which I let go and even gave too much; yes, she is beautiful, and she has a killer body, which is why I am interested in her.

I was a loser, and I knew it in my heart. I am aware that the reason I continue to let her abuse me is not so trivial. Despite the fact that I know she is bad for what she did to me, it didn't change the goodness I perceived in her.

She was the one I could see in the gloom of life. Since she entered my life, my slow and meaningless existence suddenly seemed to make sense. Nothing else in this world compares to the sweetness of the feeling she gives me.

I'll never forget the concern in her eyes for me. I had no idea how much I would long for that love and care. Because I'm accustomed to always defending others, seeing him show such concern for me makes my heart sing.



“You scared me.”

I experienced an odd pain as soon as she said that. Do I scare her? If only she understood how much more terrified I was. I was frightened of where everything was going. What kind of fear, if worry has made her afraid now, would she experience if she learned the truth?

My vision grew dim in the restaurant bathroom, and all I could make out was her smile. When I suddenly felt the urge to shift, I experienced a strange fear. I was in the middle of expressing my love for Athena when my inner wolf suddenly started to fight with me.

I had to let her go reluctanly. The moment the door shut, I moaned in agony. I could sense my wolf's desire to flee. To wake myself up, I turned on the faucets, but I was let down. Nothing took place.

I clung to the sink and peered in the mirror at myself. My eyes' color was shifting, I noticed. My wolf is taking over me, as evidenced by the appearance of my fangs. I made an effort to control it, but by no means did it seem like I had succeeded.

My skin is itching uncontrollably. I lowered my eyes to the sink, where my hands were resting. When I noticed my claws poking out, horror rained a cold bucket of water down upon me.

I heard called me, "Beau!"

Arousal, yearning, the need to mate. That, along with Jade’s voice, was what I experienced during the momentary dizziness. I picture biting his neck with my nose while doing so.

I sighed and gave a loud, "Ugh!" headshake.

My entire body had fractured bones. I lost the ability to think clearly. In the midst of my extreme vertigo, I'm not even sure how I made it to the farthest cubicle. In order to prevent anyone from seeing me if I failed to shift, I wanted to be locked up there.

I tore open my dress shirt and scratched my ribs' skin with my claws. My body's weakened state hit me hard. I became aware that I was back in a human body at that point.

Jade's terrified eyes were the next thing I noticed. I was only able to imagine the fear equivalent during those times. I was worried that if she learned who I really was, she would think that I was a monster.

Fear that all the joy will eventually come to an end. I notice that when I look into her eyes. I was ready to drown in front of her eyes.

The acting "Business man" asked, "So what can you say, Mr. Spencer? Should we make a deal about it and start working things out?" Wilson remarked.

I questioned Jade again, "What do you think, baby?"

Go on, Beau. Keep hoping despite the fact that you could see where this was going. I observed her hesitancy. Why Jade? Is it challenging? Are you at fault? Even if you don't ask for it, I will still give it to you because I genuinely want to know and talk to you. Just say it, and I'll take care of everything until my resources run out.

"I-I believe it to be a good deal,"


Despite having a broken heart, I gave her a smile in return. What my baby wants, she gets.

I was aware at that precise moment that I would do whatever it took to protect her.

Blanco asked that same night, "Where's she?" I had called Apollo that night, and he was sitting on the other couch.

It's Amos' gift. He is helpful. He uses incantations that he is familiar with and has studied to create herbal medicine for us werewolves.


Blanco turned to Apollo and asked, "Do you know why there were suddenly abnormalities in our shift?"

I could see him opening his mouth and whispering rituals, but he didn't respond.

“Did you completely shift?” I questioned Blanco. He became more indifferent. I believe he is still upset about something.

“Yes, I tried to return to my human form, but I was unsuccessful. It's out of my hands,” he answered.



“Similar to mine. I've already experienced this a few times. Apollo, how about you? "



My brows furrowed as he adjusted the bandage on my wound and then looked at me and shook his head.

He grinned. I despised being able to see his white teeth.

He pointed at the crooked moon outside and said, "I was never involved in that. In addition, I never belonged to your pack.


My brain twitched. Right.

Blanco voice out, "So it's possible that only the members of our pack experienced the same issue."

Apollo returned to his chair. As for me, I've been thinking a lot. He is correct. That's doable. At first, I didn't consider that because I was the only one having the problem, but now that Blanco has also had the problem, I do. This is definitely not normal anymore, as I had previously suspected.

Apollo replied, "I don't know, Blanco, but I have a theory.”

I watched him in anticipation of his next words. He looked at me and back.

"I believe that the past and present are intertwined."

"And what do you suppose the cause is?”


My face went rigid.

Blanco asked, "What? What do you mean by past and present? Are you speaking in riddles here?

Apollo and I exchanged blank looks as we both understood what he was talking about. Although it hurts to acknowledge and prove to others, it appears that I have been thinking all along.

I think Jade will be the cause of my downfall.