Michael Taylor

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  • by Michael Taylor Once I heard Edward say these words, the tears that I had been struggling to hold back started streaming down my cheeks. But I still did not move. I did not dare to. I simply watched Edward slowly walk to me, his eyes as handsome as ever. Even the curvature of his lips was the same enticing shape. I could feel his hand gently caress my cheek, helping me wipe away my tears. The texture and familiar warmth of his palm made me choke up. “Edward, is it really you?” My voice was broken and trembling.…
  • by Michael Taylor I was in my bedroom, in pain, when the doorbell rang. Since this morning, my little wolf has been very active in my stomach, especially in the last few seconds before the doorbell rang. He had kicked me a few times with unprecedented strength and it left my heart, lungs, and spleen feeling as if they had been punched by his fist. I was feeling quite upset and uncomfortable. Why was he doing this to me today? Then I hear the sound of an argument in the living room. As soon as I walk out of the room, I…
  • by Michael Taylor I parked my car by the side of the road and watched the two videos. The first one was about Emily and Eve, the elf. The second one was about Emily and Sarah from New Moon Pack, fighting. Emily’s father, Simon, was also involved. Although the shots were taken from afar and they were off-center, it was not difficult to identify the people in them. Moreover, their voice could be heard relatively clearly. Champion started howling crazily as I watch the videos. He couldn’t wait to be released and start…
  • by Michael Taylor I left the pack early in the morning and headed to the airport with one carry-on bag. It was small, containing only a few necessities like a change of clothes and a mobile phone charger, as well as the image of our child left by my wife. When the plane landed, going through immigration was easy. I simply needed to show my passport and I was good to go. After all, many Southeast Asian countries and cities I knew needed people from other countries to come and spend to stimulate their tourism and boost…
  • by Michael Taylor As I expected, after my argument with Alonso, I could not sleep well the entire night. It frustrated me that no matter what kind of excuses or arguments I came up with to counter him in my head, I had to admit that what he said made some sense. Moreover, his words might have been insensitive to a mother, or mother-to-be, since it wasn’t his child but I knew his heart was in the right place. Even as Charlotte tried to comfort me, I could tell that she was leaning towards Alonso’s side. Still, despite…
  • by Michael Taylor I was in my office, going through some of my contacts and emails sent to me by detectives. All of them had photos and addresses of single, pregnant women living on the coast of Southeast Asia, as well as the men and women who were around the women, supposedly taking care of them. But I quickly realized that it was all for naught. I just couldn’t tell if any of them were Rose, Alonso, or Susanna just from photos. None of the images triggered anything within me. I knew it was hard, but I wanted to…
  • by Michael Taylor I was putting on makeup in front of the dressing table in my bedroom, preparing to go look for Alpha later. But I heard an urgent knock on my door and my father went to open the door. “Simon, Where’s your whore of a daughter?” That was what I heard as I was applying my mascara. It was Sarah. I immediately dropped everything I was doing and hurried to the door. When I saw her standing arrogantly in my living room as my father stood aside with his head lowered, my anger flared up. “D*mn it,…
  • by Michael Taylor After lunch, I was strolling around the pack when I bumped into my best friend Naomi. “Sarah, how can you be in the mood to be strolling around like this?” “If you have something to say, just say it.” I looked at her expressionlessly. Although I called her my best friend, she was only so because her father was a well-known businessman in the pack. That was the only reason I was willing to befriend her. After all, my father was the beta of the race. “Two days ago, I saw a group of…
  • by Michael Taylor I felt like I had been asleep for a long time because when I woke up, I found the sunlight shining through my window onto my bed and floor. I got up and walked out of the room. I saw Susanna busy in the open kitchen. When she saw me coming out, she smiled at me and beckoned me to sit down for breakfast. “I’m sorry for sleeping in,” said I. “There’s nothing to be sorry about. I’m glad to see a pregnant woman sleeping so well. I hope you continue to sleep like this in the future.” I…
  • by Michael Taylor When I sent Patrick a message that night, he practically jogged all the way to my room. Then, he asked, “Why Southeast Asia’s coastal cities? “I mean, I’m sure Alpha knows that finding people is a time-consuming and expensive thing. So why would you focus on Southeast Asia’s coastal cities to find Luna? Have you received any hints or news?” “I don’t have anything substantive, but I can’t give up. If dreams count as a hint, then I do have a lead.” “Dreams?” “Yes, I…
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