Billionaire's Wolf

Chapter 1

AS I was getting ready, my cellphone suddenly rang. With excitement, I quickly glanced at the caller ID and my heart skipped a beat when I saw Ethan's name displayed on the screen. Taking a deep breath, I composed myself before answering his call.

"Isabelle, I apologize. I have to meet Olivia. She needs my help," Ethan explained on the other end of the line. A pang of sadness tugged at my heart.

"Ah, I understand. It's alright," I responded, trying to maintain a casual tone, even though accepting the truth was difficult. Why did I feel this twinge of pain?

Trying to push aside the lingering discomfort, I mustered up a smile and said, "No worries, Ethan. It's important to be there for someone in need. I hope everything goes well with Olivia."

"Thank you for understanding, Isabelle. You're always so kind," Ethan replied gratefully. His words brought a mix of reassurance and bittersweet emotions.

As we said our goodbyes and ended the call, I couldn't help but ponder over the ache in my heart. Why did it hurt to hear that Ethan had to prioritize someone else? Was it a sign of deeper feelings that I had been suppressing?

I took a deep breath, reminding myself to focus on my own well-being and to trust that everything happens for a reason. Perhaps this momentary pain was just a reminder to prioritize my own happiness and to explore the complexities of my own heart.

"Mom, our plans for a date got canceled. Ethan said he has something important to attend to," I replied. Mom smiled at me and gently held both of my cheeks.

"I can see the sadness and sparkle in your eyes, sweetheart. It's evident that you're falling in love with a mortal," she said. But I couldn't help but notice the sadness in her eyes, even though she was smiling at me...

I had been looking forward to spending a special evening with someone I cared about, and now it seemed like that opportunity had slipped away.

Mom's face softened with empathy as she listened to me. She understood how disappointing it was when plans didn't work out, especially when it involved something as meaningful as a date.

But instead of dwelling on the disappointment, Mom's eyes lit up with a spark of creativity. "You know what? Let's make the most of this unexpected turn of events. How about we have a spontaneous adventure right here at home?"

I raised an eyebrow, curious about her idea. "What do you mean, Mom?"

With a mischievous smile, she suggested, "Let's transform our living room into a cozy movie theater! We can pick out our favorite films, make some delicious snacks, and create our own little cinema experience. It'll be a unique and memorable way to spend time together."

I couldn't help but grin at the thought. Mom always had a way of turning disappointments into opportunities for fun and connection. "That sounds amazing, Mom! Let's do it!"

We quickly got to work, rearranging the furniture to create a cozy seating area. We gathered blankets, pillows, and dimmed the lights to set the perfect ambiance. We even popped some popcorn and prepared our favorite movie snacks.

As we settled onto the couch, I felt a sense of excitement and anticipation. It was a different kind of date night, but there was something special about the intimacy of our impromptu movie theater. We took turns selecting movies, sharing stories and memories associated with each film.

As the movies played, we laughed, cried, and lost ourselves in the stories unfolding on the screen. We whispered commentary and inside jokes, creating our own unique movie-watching experience. It was a night filled with love, laughter, and a deepening bond between a mother and her child.

From that evening on, our living room movie nights became a cherished tradition. Even when our plans didn't go as expected, we knew we could always find joy and connection in the comfort of our own home. And in those moments, I realized that the most meaningful dates are the ones shared with the people who love you unconditionally.

"Surely, you're happy now with our date," Mom said with a smile. A joyful smile appeared on my lips.

"Surely, you're happy now with our time together this evening," Mom said with a smile. A joyful smile appeared on my lips.

"Yes, Mommy," I replied with a smile. "I am happy now. I didn't expect that this simple evening spent at home would bring us so much happiness and wonderful memories."

Mom smiled back, her eyes filled with love and contentment. "This is all I want, my dear. To see you happy and to create beautiful moments together, even in the comfort of our own home. It's the simple moments like these that hold the truest happiness in life."

As we sat together in the cozy living room, the soft glow of the evening light streaming through the windows, we continued our conversation and laughter. The atmosphere was warm and comforting, creating the perfect setting for our special time together.

In the quiet moments and shared stories, we found solace and joy. It was a reminder of the power of presence and the beauty of being fully present with the ones we love. As the evening unfolded, we immersed ourselves in the simple pleasures of each other's company, cherishing the connection we shared.

As the night grew darker outside, we lit candles and created a cozy ambiance. The soft flickering of the candlelight added a touch of magic to our evening, creating a sense of intimacy and warmth.

In that moment, I realized that it's not always about grand plans or extravagant outings. Sometimes, the most meaningful moments are found within the walls of our own home, in the embrace of loved ones, and in the simple joy of being together.

As the evening came to a close, I felt a deep sense of gratitude for my Mom and the love she poured into our time together. This evening spent at home had become a treasured memory, reminding me of the beauty and happiness that can be found in the simplest of moments.

However, I can't seem to shake off the slight sadness I feel due to Ethan suddenly canceling our planned date.

I make an effort to conceal this sadness from my mother, not wanting her to be affected by the melancholy that I secretly carry. Secretly, I am grateful that I managed to overcome it right in front of Mommy.

"Mom, I'm wondering, where is Daddy?" I inquired, with a sense of curiosity evident on my face.

"He's currently on duty at his workplace. They need to investigate the disappearance of the children, and I hope it's not the work of our wolf adversaries, sweetie," Mom responded with a sorrowful tone. Automatically, I let out a deep sigh upon hearing this.

"As the heiress, it is within my power to lead our family, Mom. I will uncover the truth, hoping that they are not the ones behind it, as I would be compelled to confront them," I responded. The innocent children are oblivious to the sinister deeds our adversaries are capable of.

"I share the same hope that they are not the ones responsible, sweetheart," my mother responded with a sorrowful tone.

"Considering that you have someone you're drawn to, especially if they're a mortal, it becomes crucial for you to safeguard them from the clutches of your adversaries. It's not just about protecting the entire pack anymore, but also the man you deeply care for," Mommy's serious gaze held me captive.

"It appears that I indeed need to start preparing for that, Mommy," I responded to her.

A smile graced my mother's lips as she enveloped me in a hug. "I hope you'll be ready for the realm of mortals, sweetie. And prepared for the reality, what if a mortal doesn't accept you?"

It felt as though my heart was stabbed by a million needles. How would it be if that were to happen?

I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart. The thought of not being accepted by a mortal, someone I could potentially care deeply for, sent a wave of uncertainty crashing over me. It was a daunting prospect, one that I hadn't fully considered until now.

But as I looked into my mother's eyes, filled with love and concern, I realized that her words were meant to prepare me for the challenges that lay ahead. She wanted me to be ready for the complexities of relationships between werewolves and mortals, knowing that acceptance might not always come easily.

With a determined expression, I replied, "I understand, Mom. It won't be easy, but I'll face whatever comes my way. If someone can't accept me for who I am, then maybe they weren't meant to be a part of my life."

My mother's smile grew wider, filled with pride. She knew that I had grown into a strong and resilient young woman, ready to face the trials that awaited me. Together, we would navigate the intricacies of love, acceptance, and the delicate balance between the mortal and supernatural worlds.

And with that, we embraced, knowing that no matter what challenges lay ahead, we would face them together.

When my cellphone rang once more, I immediately informed Mom, "Mom, I'll just take the call."

"Go ahead, sweetie," she responded with a smile, letting go of our embrace.

I was taken aback when I saw Ethan's name on my screen. "Ethan is calling, Mom!"

"Perhaps he wants to speak with you," Mom replied with a smile. I nervously bit my lower lip as a sudden surge of anxiety swept through my heart.