One Night With My Daughter's Human Babysitter

"Joana, you don't need comfort... You're not the only one who doesn't pass interviews. One more thing, being rejected is not new to you..." Samuel retorted. Hearing those words, Joana tightened her grip on the cellphone while holding back the tears. All she wants is to be with Samuel since he is the only person she relies on. For years, being his girlfriend, Joana felt lucky, after all, it's rare for a wolf to fall in love with a human. " Yeah... Your right. This is not my first time... But still, let's hang out Tom–" "I can't meet you tomorrow. I have a meeting and an out of town appointment." Joana's grip on her cellphone tightened even more. don't have a choice but to bid her farewell to Samuel. "Great... How great is my pathetic life..." she muttered as she continued her walk. Finding work as a human in a world dominated by werewolves, especially in the midst of the bustling city, was no easy task for Joana. Despite holding a degree, she faced rejection from schools who refused to hire her solely because she was human. The werewolf parents reacted with outrage, dismissing her skills, drive, and education as insignificant in their children's education. Joana's options were limited to service jobs, which were also hard to come by due to the oversaturation of other desperate humans in the job market. The situation grew dire as she faced the possibility of losing her apartment. Her landlord had already issued a thirty-day eviction notice, demanding not only the current month's rent but also the three months of rent in arrears. Throughout this struggle, Joana's boyfriend, Samuel, remained a source of support. While he wasn't financially well-off as a werewolf, he did have a job and was able to meet his own rent obligations. They had been together for three years and had known each other for five, prompting them to consider the possibility of moving in together as a solution to their housing predicament. As Joana walked down the crowded city street, her forehead glistening with sweat from a day spent searching for employment, hunger gnawed at her stomach. She couldn't afford to dine out, but the alluring aromas wafting from the restaurants she passed ignited her appetite. One particular restaurant across the street caught Joana's attention, not because of the food smells but for an entirely different reason. She came to an abrupt halt, her eyes widening in disbelief. Inside the restaurant, near the window, sat Samuel accompanied by another woman, their lips locked in an intimate kiss. "You've got to be kidding me," Joana blurted out, drawing strange looks from passersby. Samuel had claimed to be busy with work recently, but was this what he had really been doing? Was he betraying her by cheating on her with someone else? Fury surged within Joana, causing her to act on instinct. Without thinking of the consequences, she stormed across the street toward the restaurant window. As she approached, her stomach churned with unease. The woman Samuel was with possessed stunning beauty, akin to that of a supermodel. This only added to Joana's distress, as not only was Samuel cheating on her, but he was doing so with someone who seemed so incredibly attractive. Joana observed the thin, blonde, and tanned woman with long legs, dressed in a revealing evening gown and high heels. While Joana herself received compliments on her face, body, and long red hair, in that moment, a sense of worthlessness enveloped her as she stood there witnessing Samuel and his mistress. The pain and disbelief flooded her. How could he betray their relationship in such a manner? Joana positioned herself in front of the window, but neither Samuel nor the mysterious woman noticed her presence. They were completely absorbed in their passionate embrace. Overwhelmed by a mix of anger and hurt, Joana forcefully tapped on the window, causing both of them to startle. Their eyes widened as they finally saw her standing there. Ignoring the bewildered expressions from the restaurant staff and customers, Joana swiftly entered the establishment and approached the table where Samuel and the woman were seated. Her voice rang out with a combination of fury and sadness. "How dare you? After three years together, you're engaging in infidelity?" The woman glanced awkwardly between Samuel and Joana, her face filled with embarrassment, as the restaurant fell into silence. However, Samuel's visage displayed only anger and resentment. Without uttering a word, he abruptly stood up, firmly grasping Joana's arm, and dragged her out of the restaurant. Joana stumbled along, unable to resist his strength, her tears streaming down her face as they returned to the bustling street. Once outside, Samuel growled in frustration, "You're making a spectacle of both of us, Joana." "Making a spectacle? You're openly kissing another woman!" Joana retorted, her voice still elevated. Samuel simply rolled his eyes, forcefully pulling Joana away from the restaurant entrance. His werewolf eyes burned with a bright, fiery orange hue, while his face displayed a mix of anger and frustration. "Control your emotions," he whispered harshly, pushing Joana against the side of a building. "You're just an ordinary human. Consider yourself fortunate that I tolerated you for three years." His words pierced through Joana, and her vision blurred as tears welled up. Choking on her words, she managed to croak out, "Why her?" Samuel, the man who had professed love for her over the course of three years, simply chuckled in response. "You're of no use to me," he snarled. "She holds the position of a Beta, hailing from an incredibly affluent and influential family. Thanks to her, I will be embarking on a new career opportunity at WR Corp next week." WR Corp, known as the largest corporation globally, exerts control over the entirety of the banking industry. Moreover, they spearheaded the development of crypto-Coin, the most recent and widely-utilized cryptocurrency of the Century. Although Joana had no access to it due to her human status, the introduction of crypto-Coin initially led to substantial wealth accumulation among the werewolf community. He continued, "What have you contributed aside from relying on me, unable to secure employment on your own? You pale in comparison to her. How dare you even question I choice to move forward." In that moment, no other retort came to mind for Joana except for the desire to distance herself from him. Demonstrating her resolve, she forcefully pushed Samuel away, extracting herself from the grip of the wall. "To hell with you," she growled, consumed by an overpowering surge of anger. Allowing her rage to take hold, she raised her hand and delivered a resounding slap across his face. Passersby shifted their attention toward the unfolding scene, but she paid no heed to their prying eyes. Without uttering another word, Joana pivoted gracefully on her heel and strode away, resolute in her decision not to glance back. As Joana traversed the street with a detached and numb sense of being, she wiped away the tears that cascaded down her cheeks. Thoughts lingered on Samuel and the person he once was when they first encountered each other. He had existed as nothing more than an oppressed Omega during their shared high school years, enduring a lack of confidence, limited prospects, and a dearth of friendships. It was with her love and unwavering support that he harnessed a newfound self-assurance. Yet here she stood, abandoned by him in favor of a blonde accomplice, all for the promise of a position at WR Corp. No sentiment kindled greater fury within Joana than the awareness that her partner of three years, her confidant for five, could cast her aside with such ease, enticed solely by wealth and influence. She teemed with indignation as she took her first steps into the intersection, her emotions cloaking her senses with an insensate sensation. Abruptly, the piercing sound of a car horn pierced the air, jolting her back to reality. She lifted her gaze and beheld a luxury vehicle hurtling directly towards her. Cursing her lack of caution, she stumbled backwards, narrowly escaping its swift trajectory, landing unceremoniously in a puddle mere moments before the vehicle would have collided with her. As the car screeched to an abrupt halt beside her, astonishment seized Joana. She had presumed that the driver would swiftly retreat after narrowly avoiding calamity. However, what bewildered her even further was the identity of the occupant who lowered the window. Elijah Wyatt, the CEO of WR Corp.