Dylan's POV

I frowned in impatience as I watched the stack of unsigned contracts on my table, they are the names of new models that have been hired. Ouch, let me introduce myself, my name is Dylan Sabastine. My father was an Alpha before his death and I am supposed to be the next Alpha but I couldn't lead the blood moon pack with the death of my father still haunting me.

I was reckless as a teenager and lived with my parents as he leads the blood moon pack, before I shifted, I had always dreamt of what my mate would look like, I was anticipating my eighteenth birthday, it was the time that most wolves shift and they perceive their mates, someone they would love for the rest of their life. My whole life, I had watched my father loved his Luna with such a fiery passion and had always dreamt of loving my mate the same way. As a teenager, although, I was waiting for my mate, I was infatuated with the beta's daughter, I had loved beta Cain's daughter, Myla from the first time I set my eyes on her and secretly prayed to the moon goddess to make her my mate and you can't imagine how elated I was when on my eighteenth birthday, my wolf finally manifested itself and my prayers were answered as she was my mate. I was drunk with happiness and I couldn't wait to make her mine, my parents congratulated me and were happy for me. I quickly ran to her packhouse which was located not too far from our own house, on getting there, my heightened sense of smell perceived she was not alone, she was with a man, probably her boyfriend, the thought of it tore at my heart as my hearing caught their words, pledging love for each other, I held my heart that was already pounding painfully and pushed the door opened, maybe if she knew she is my mate she would come to her senses, I was ready to forgive her and accept her as my mate.

As predicted, she was with Chase, Alpha Lucien's son, they both stared at me furiously when I opened the door,

"what the hell are you doing here?" Chase snapped at me, I ignored him totally and concentrated on Myla,

" come with me" I said simply as I took her hand and walked towards the door but she quickly retrieved her hand from mine,

"I think you should go home Dylan" she said simply and her words hurt to the core, I tried one last time,

"Myla, you know how I feel about you right?" I asked, desperation lacing my voice, her eyes were furious as she stared at me, "I don't care how you feel about me, I love Chase and not you, don't you ever come here again" her words hurt so badly and Chase snickered, placing his hands on the shoulders of my beloved, I tried one more time to win her, "my wolf has finally manifested Myla and you're my mate"

for a moment she was so still as she stared at me, the only sound that was heard in the room was our breathing, my heart thudded as I waited for her to finally accept me, chase must have felt tensed too because his eyes were wide in shock as he glanced from Myla to me.

I stared at Myla as she opened her mouth and I dreaded what I was going to hear next,

"I Myla Cain, daughter of the red moon beta reject you, Dylan Sabastine as my mate as I am already in love with Chase Lucien, I hereby, declare myself free and reject the mate bond" her words were like arrows, piercing through my heart as I feel the mate bond started breaking from my body, it clawed at me like fangs, my mate has rejected me, the son of Alpha Sabastine got rejected by a beta's daughter, I couldn't live with the pain, it was so intense that I wished for death and ran home blindly.

"How did it go?" My mother had asked as soon as she sighted me but I wasn't ready to talk about it, I wasn't ready to face them all, so I turned and ran off. My parents ran after me, Calling out to me but I just kept on running and didn't stop, when I finally stopped to survey my surroundings, I saw that I had moved from our territory, I heard the twig of tree snapped and then saw a flash, rogues, I was being attacked by rogues but before they could harm me in any way, my parents showed up and tried to fight them off but the rogues were more than thirty if I could count and although they were able to kill them all, they have been so severely injured that they couldn't have survived and so they both died on the same day I was rejected by my mate, I howled in pain as pain pierced through me, I felt battered and I decided to run away and never went back to the pack and had never looked back.

Now, I am the most influential man in the whole of Carolina and have made my status here, as the CEO of the fashion bureau, I can have whatever I want and could say I am at peace but I am being haunted by my past. I am considered as cold and fearsome but I don't care what people think of me, since I got rejected by my mate, there was no space for romance or love in my life, I have completely banished that Chapter from my life, although, I get laid with any woman when I feel the urge to do so but it has always been a no string attached. I stared at the stack of unsigned contracts in front of me and pushed it away, I would have to see the models first before signing it, this is one of my shows that will get an international light and I want no mistake, I want perfection.

Myla's POV

I watched Dylan from where I was seated at a nearby cafeteria as he got inside his car and wondered when I would summon up the courage to approach him, I was so stupid years back when I rejected him as my mate, I was blinded by my love for Chase but where did that get me, as soon as his mate was revealed when he turned eighteen, he dumped me and had married her. I was hurt and heartbroken and I deeply regretted rejecting Dylan. He had moved from the pack and she was impressed by his achievements, I wanted him back in my life, I could see tears welling up as I thought of how gullible I was, it was time to approach him, he had once loved me, I believe that love could still be somewhere hidden in his heart for me, "surely, he couldn't have just completely forgotten about me right?"

I would approach him tomorrow, I believe he would accept me back and we would get married and live happily together. The thought soothed my heart as I got up to return home, tomorrow, I would have my mate back.

Ariana's POV

I opened my eyes to the pounding on my door and heard Samantha's voice from the other side of my door, for a moment, I wondered why she didn't just enter my room as she has always done but then I remembered I had bolted my door when I ran in last night, I quickly stood up and opened the door for her,

"how dare you keep me waiting" she raged as soon as I opened the door, if she wasn't screaming at me, she was raging or cursing at me, all these are something I am used to from her

"I am sorry" I replied her to avoid any argument, she stared at me as if thinking of a new way to torment me.

"What can I help you with?" I asked her feigning indifference that I was far from feeling, my body aches and I was in no mood to fight with her, "arrogant bitch" she snarled and got no reply from me

"Get me my breakfast" she finally instructed and made to leave but paused at the door, her back towards me,

"get ready, you're following me to work today"

Did I hear correctly? "Huh" I managed to stammer out like a zombie.

"Are you deaf? You're following me to work, I thought you said you wanted a job?"

"I'm sorry, yes, yes, I do want a job" I quickly answered before she would change her mind, I can't believe she would actually get me a job, was this real? I suddenly felt very happy, whatever has made Samantha offer me a job, I don't care, I would do my best to please her, I quickly rushed to the kitchen to prepare her breakfast, took a shower, and was dressed before Samantha would be ready. I wore a baggy jeans trousers and a sleeve to cover the scar on my hand, I only wear long sleeves to always cover the red ugly gash on my arm, I stared at my reflection in the mirror as I packed my chestnut hair in a tight fist, I stared at my hazel colored eyes that looked wane and tried to clear the creases on the side of my eyes. Finally, Samantha came out, she wore a red gown and looked so beautiful in it, her eyes raked me in disgust as she snickered, " dressing you up wouldn't do any good anyway, it will be a waste of energy because you're already ugly and nothing can make you beautiful"

I made no comeback at her hurtful remark as I followed her out.

The fashion bureau has a very massive building and I was awestruck by it as we entered into the building, inside was elegant and busy, I walked behind Samantha carrying her bags as she walked elegantly and stylishly, she received greetings from all over, eyes stared at me curiously, some stared at my clothes in disgust.

"Oh Sam, you're here, finally" someone called out to Samantha and came to greet her but paused when she saw me,

"you finally brought a maid with you, how thoughtful" she must have concluded that I was a maid because of how I was dress but I didn't let that bother me, I am here for the job anyway and I would work hard, when I start earning, I can get myself a good and decent clothes.

Samantha chuckled that I was easily mistaken for her maid, "Jeanie, has the boss arrived?" Samantha asked as we entered into what seemed like a dressing room and got a "no" reply from Jeanie.

She quickly sat down and stretched out her feet, "pull off my shoes" she commanded and I quickly crotched to help her remove her shoes, "I'll get this job, save money, find myself a decent house to live" I chanted in my head as I helped her remove her shoes and massage her feet

"The boss is here Sam and is demanding to see the models, both old and new" Jeanie informed Samantha and Samantha stared at me, "help me get dressed"

"Huh" I answered and she gave me a cold look, I wondered what exactly is my job description, am I here to serve her?

I reluctantly helped her get dressed and fixed her make-up before following her out of the dressing room.

I was curious to see the CEO of fashion bureau, he has indeed made a name for himself in the whole of Carolina, this was the biggest company I have ever seen, I followed Sam Into a very large hall, it was filled with a lot of people and I wondered if they were all employees, on the centre of the hall was a large runway, the lights in the hall were dim, shining blue and red, for a moment, I pictured myself on that runway but of cause, I shouldn't even dream of ever doing something like that, I was no match for all the beautiful, elegant ladies that walked there, I stared at Samantha and for a moment wished I was as privileged as her, she was beautiful, classic and elegant and I was nothing compared to her "I need a cup of coffee" Samantha shouted at me amidst the night music, I was already enthralled in the view before me and was hoping to get a glimpse of the CEO, I frowned at Sam in dismay and she drew closer to me and said between clench teeth,

"if you really want a job here then you'll do all that I say or you forget about the job"

I swallowed the bitter reply that rose to my throat and walked away to look for a cup of coffee for her.

"Please, where can I get a cup of coffee?" I asked a lady who was hurrying towards the hall, she stared at me as if I had two horns, "I don't think I have seen you before"

"Um...um...I am with Samantha" I said as a reply and without another word, she pointed at a corner for me, "that's the canteen, you can get your coffee there" she said before walking out.

I had to hurry before the start of the event, I quickly got Sam's coffee just as she likes it, it was steaming hot, I was just coming out from the canteen when I saw the elevator doors were just about to close, I rushed and slipped my hand inside just before it will close and opened it, the sole of my shoe choose that moment to come off and I tripped, headfirst into the elevator, my coffee went flying out of my grip.

"Oh, shit" I heard a deep voice grumbled angrily in the elevator and knew the scalding coffee must have hit it's target, I quickly stood up and my eyes met with the most handsome eyes I have ever seen, my breathe whooshed out at his perfect face and for a moment I forgot I was about to apologize for spilling hot coffee on him, his eyes were narrowed on me in two angry slits and I shivered at what I saw in there, "are you blind?" His voice was calm but there was nothing calm about him as he radiated anger, "I...I... I'm....so...sorry" I managed to stammer out trying to clean the coffee stain on his white tux with my hands, he flung my hand away from him, "get the heck out of here" he snarled shoving me out of the elevator, head hung down, I stepped out, "how could I be this clumsy? Now I have to go back to the canteen and get another coffee" I walked dejectedly back to the canteen.

As soon as I arrived back, Samantha pounced on me, "where the hell have you been?" Before I could reply, she grabbed my elbow and led me into a room, bringing out a bright red gown, "put this on" confused, I stared at her and she clocked her tongue in impatience, "I said put this on, don't you want a job?" Before I could say dick and Harry, she started removing the clothes I was putting on, and put the red gown on me, I felt exposed and uncomfortable in it, the gown revealed the scar on my arm and the length of it barely came past my bum, my breast was just ready to pop out from the dress, she quickly put a bright red lipstick on me and some touch up, if I had my say, I look more like a whore in the dress, "this is the dress the models are supposed to wear for tonight, I have submitted your name as part of the models so you just have to go out there and do your best" the news caught me unaware and I cringed, "I don't want to be a model Sam, you know I'm not fit for it" I tried rebuffing but she paid no heed as she gave me heels with a very tiny point, "I can't walk with heels, I haven't worn one before" I complained and she rolled her eyes, "do not waste my effort, there's nothing there in walking with heels" she said as she tried to grab the necklace from my neck but instinctively I held her hands, I do not know what that necklace stand for but for some reason, I feel taking it off is like taking part of me away, Samantha raised her hands as if in surrender and pushed me towards the door as I was still having doubt, "I can't Sam, this is not the job I'm want" I protested but she only snickered and without warning, pushed me out, there was sudden silence as the blue spotlight shone on me as I found myself standing right in the middle of the runway.

Samantha's POV

I smirked when I pushed her out, she won't get out of this one, I thought gleefully, first of all, the color she was putting on wasn't the color for the models,in fact, it was forbidden to dress that way, how gullible, serves her right, it will be a small compensation to me for all the pains she had put me through, she alone had to feel motherly love why I was stuck with a father who doesn't care whether I'm alive or dead and yet, when I get the chance to finally experience a mother's love, she had to take that chance away from me, how could she be there and watch our mother get killed, I cannot be able to forgive her for that, ever. With how I have dressed her, the boss certainly won't let her off, she might even be imprisoned, serves her right, I smiled as I congratulated myself. I walked into the hall to watch the show unfold.

Ariana's POV

I shivered as I stood on the runway and took an unconscious step backward but I didn't know how to properly walk with heels, my ankle twisted and I fell on the floor, the tiny strap on the gown snapped open with the force of my fall and my breast spiraled out, the scar on my arm was visible and I tried shielding myself, I wish they could turn off the light, I heard the whispers and laughter of people and I brought my knee up close as I curled myself into a ball, "what a whore" I heard someone asked

"She's a saboteur" another announced and suddenly, everyone started contributing what they thought of me, I was left speechless, I wasn't any of that, how could they just judge me so harshly. The place was suddenly quiet as I saw two pairs of shoes standing in front of me, I glanced up slowly and my eyes almost popped out, it was the man from the elevator, is he here to help me? Did he believe I am being accused falsely? It then dawned on me that it was Samantha's plan all along

"Who's she? The man asked quietly and another standing by his side shifted uncomfortably, "Sir, she isn't on the list of models, I don't know who she is" he replied

"Have you called the security?" The man asked again and my eyes widened this time around In fear as the realization of what he was about to do dawned on me.

"Yes Sir"

I quickly jumped up from where I was sitting, awkwardly trying to cover my ugly scar, "please, there's a mix up somewhere, I came here for a job, but Sam had me dressed this way, please you have to believe me" I look around frantically as my eyes spotted Sam, "please tell them I'm not a saboteur Sam, please, tell them that they're mistaken"

Sam walked up to where I was, her hand connected with my cheeks and my head reeled, I shook my head as if to clear it and stared at her with tears brimming in my eyes, "you ungrateful bitch, how dare you?" She fumed at me and I stared at her in confusion, what was she talking about?

"How could you do something like this? You told me you wanted to serve me and I brought you here, how could I have known you had an evil intention"

I made to grab her, "don't do this to me, Sam, please say the truth, they're going to lock me up" I pleaded, desperation lacing my voice

"Serves you right, that's the least you deserved" she snarled and I turned to Mr elevator, it seems he is the president of the company after all, with palms jammed together, I fell on my knees, "please Sir, believe me, she set me up, she planned all of this"

"Save yourself the stress and confess your motive right now" he replied coldly and I shook my head, tears running down my cheeks, "I have no motive, I was set up"

He scoffed at my words, "you're the lady from the elevator, it was all part of your plan wasn't it?"

"The incident in the elevator wasn't on purpose, please, let me go please"

He snickered at my words, "when you're ready to confess, I'll know what to do with you" he turned towards the security who was standing, waiting for his order, he nodded at them and they grabbed my arms, pulling me away, "please, I'm innocent" I begged and turned to Sam, "please don't let them take me away, you know the truth" she simply turned her face from me in reply as I was dragged away by the security.

Dylan's POV

Something about the lady bothered me, something tells me that she is innocent of the accusations but it's difficult to tell, she had to be thoroughly investigated, her appearance would cost him a fortune. The expression on her face keeps haunting me, those hazel eyes filled with tears as they pleaded with him, I sighed as I leaned against my chair in the office with my eyes closed, I heard my door creaked opened, it must be my assistant, I wasn't ready to see anyone right now, "not now George, I want to be left alone"

"What you need now is to be with someone" a soft voice replied and my eyes flew open as I stared at the person standing in front of me, "Myla?"

She smiled as she came closer, the sight of her brought back all the past pains and I quickly masked it, she don't deserve to know how deeply she had hurt me, it's been more than five years since I last saw her and she hadn't changed a bit, she's still absolutely gorgeous, "what the hell are you doing here?" I asked suddenly disgusted by the sight of her, for a moment, she looked uncertain as she walked closer to me, the wolf in me roared, asking to be released, "wow, it has been ages since I last felt this way" I struggled with my wolf, trying to rein it in, "this isn't time for you to be out buddy"

"Get out of my office," I said tightly, the color of my eyes must have changed, alerting her of the danger of coming any closer because she suddenly stopped on her track

"Can't you forgive me? I was so naive and was deceived by Chase, I'm sorry"

"There's nothing to be sorry about, you made your decision, now get out"

"You're my mate Dylan, I...."

I stopped whatever word she was about to say, "our mate bond has been broken several years ago"

"We can still be together, please, Dylan, give us one more chance"

I could feel the claw as my wolf struggles to be let out, he must be angry also and perhaps, intended to pounce on her, I can already feel its fur on my skin

"I could kill you right now, leave while I have the little decency to let you go"

"I...."

"I said leave" I thundered, shocked, she slowly backed away and closed the door behind her.

Ariana's POV

"I am innocent, please don't throw me in jail" I begged as the cops dragged me towards the cell, it felt like a dream, I couldn't believe this was happening to me, "the only person that can save you now is Mr. Dylan Sabastine, of all the people you choose to offend it has to be him" the policeman shook his head as if in pity and my heart did a painful pang, "I was set up, I didn't mean to offend him or anyone" I cried in desperation but he paid me no further attention as he finally opened the cell and threw me in, I banged on the iron bars as he locked in and worked away, leaving me alone in the dark cold cell. Tears ran down my cheeks as I gazed around and slowly sat on my butt, bringing my knees to my chin, I couldn't believe Samantha would do such a thing to me, I have to find a way to get out of this mess, but I knew I have no one in the world that can help me right now, my hands went to the necklace on my neck, for some reasons, it brings comfort to me when I needed it the most, I put my head on my knees and allowed the tears to flow freely.