Wolfless, Unbroken Abandoned novel Chapter 30

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“Veronica, what’s going on?” Laura’s voice wavered, her senses picking up an odd tension in the air she couldn’t quite place. Instinctively, she reached out, grasping Veronica’s arm to steady her as she pressed for answers.

Veronica and Laura had been close friends once–until now.

Veronica hesitated, biting her lip before choosing her words carefully. “Laura, actually, Yvette-”

“Veronica, room three needs cleaning.” A sharp voice cut through the moment like a knife.

Everyone in the room rose simultaneously, their voices rising in unison. “Come on, Veronica. Time to work.”

Laura’s face tightened, the shift so sudden it felt like a blow. She stood abruptly, eyes flashing with confusion and indignation. “Amber, what’s the meaning of this? Why’d you stop Veronica from speaking? And who the hell do you think you are?”

Amber, the woman who’d interrupted, stood tall, her beauty sharper than the polished call girls from the Public Relations Department. She’d spent two years as a waitress at Vetro Club, her confidence as natural as her scowl.

Amber turned toward Laura, her eyes cold with contempt. “Idiot, mind your own business.”

She thought, Laura’s always acting like some pure angel–untainted, like a lotus blooming out of mud. Her face practically screams ‘don’t bother me.‘ If she’s so high and mighty, she should stick to a small–town diner playing hostess, not dragging herself into Vetro Club.

“Did you just insult me?” Laura’s voice cracked, fury rising in the wake of humiliation.

Amber arched a brow, amused. “I’ll insult anyone who talks back.”

Veronica hurried over and tugged Amber aside, trying to defuse the tension.

But Laura misread the gesture, her eyes narrowing as betrayal washed over her. “Veronica, I never thought you’d turn on me like this.”

“Laura-” Veronica began, but Amber cut her off again, a sneer curling her lips. “Ignore her.”

Amber turned back to Laura, voice dripping with menace. “Watch your back, Laura.”

Despite the warning, Laura remained stubbornly blind to the danger. Just this morning, in the bathroom, she was still complaining about how Georgia had tricked her, calling that woman nothing but a cheap slut.

If she was digging her own grave, no one could stop her.

Georgia, meanwhile, had spent two days in the hospital before deciding to return to work. She owed Preston the money she’d borrowed, and survival was never optional.

Charlotte’s eyes widened when she saw her. “Georgia? You should be resting.”

“I need to work,” Georgia replied, her voice steady despite her exhaustion. “Is there anything you can offer me?”

Charlotte studied her so humble, so stubborn–and sighed. “Let me see what I can do.”

After a short wait, Charlotte returned with news. “Come with me.”

They stepped into the elevator, Charlotte briefing her quietly. “Don’t worry. Mason may be the president of Wilder Group and the Alpha of the Sapphire Tide Pack, but he’s discreet. He’s never made life difficult for our staff. Just blend in.”

Georgia froze for a heartbeat. The Wilder Group and Sapphire Tide Pack were well–known powerhouses in Gabbs–second only to the feared Dark Spike Pack.

Back when she was the Alpha’s daughter of the Silver Stream Pack, she’d attended pack gatherings, rubbing shoulders with Alphas and their heirs.

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