Chapter 105


    “Ma’am, a package came in for you,” Be’s ser vant announced the moment she stepped in from the


    fundraiser.


    She halted in her steps.


    What package? She wondered.


    The only package she was expecting was from Gabriel, he wouldn’t have sent it so soon.


    Her eyes widened as realization dawned on her.


    It was that package.


    “Where is it?” she thundered, unable to believe Gabriel could be so careless as to send it directly to her


    house.


    “With the kitchen staff, mydy,” came the reply.


    “What?!” Be tore through the hall, determined to reach the kitchen swiftly. The urgency in her steps


    reflected her anxiety.


    The small box was resting on the kitchen counter, about to be pried open by a maid


    In a swift motion, Be rushed forward, her eyes fixated on the box. She grabbed it with an intensity


    that made the atmosphere tense.


    “What are you doing?!” she thundered, her voice cutting through the kitchen. The startled woman


    attempting to open the package was taken aback.


    “We received the package, and I was going to open it and get it ready for you,” she exined


    innocently.


    “Back off. Don’t touch what isn’t yours,” Be hissed, her possessive stance leaving no room for


    arguments. She clutched the package tightly and turned to leave, leaving the staff members


    exchanging surprised nces at each other unsure of what had just happened.


    Clutching the tightly wrapped package to her chest, Be made a beeline for her study. Luckily, the


    This belongs to N?velDrama.Org.


    parcel was still sealed shut, and a sigh of relief escaped her.


    Gabriel had pulled a stunt, sending it straight to her doorstep just to rile her up.


    The thought of Gabriel sending it directly to her home seemed like a deliberate attempt to provoke her,


    and thest thing. she needed was household staff stumbling upon its contents.


    Had those workers caught a glimpse, she’d surely be in for questioning. The contents of the box were


    considered toxic even for the strongest of werewolves.


    If the workers had hadid eyes on it, they would surely have notified Ethan.


    Gabriel was ying a dangerous game with her, she was seriously pis sed.


    With cautious fingers, she peeled back theyers of the package, her hand gliding over the smooth


    white nylon. Just then, her second phone, exclusively reserved for dealings with Gabriel, buzzed


    annoyingly. She picked it up, irritation evident in her tone, “what were you thinking?”


    “Received it?” he inquired ignoring her question.


    “You sent this to my house?!” Be’s voice reverberated with disbelief and frustration. She had


    anticipated Gabriel would choose a more discreet delivery method sending it to her office as an


    innocuous packagebeled as clothing or food. However, he had taken a risky and dangerous route,


    seemingly for his own amusement.


    Gabriel chuckled over the phone, thoroughly enjoying the chaos he had caused. “Well, you got it, didn’t


    you? And as a bonus, I might even keep quiet about it,” he teased.


    Be’s patience waned. “Don’t be st upid,” she snapped, her tone cutting through the air like a de.


    “You’d better stop messing with me,” she threatened, a clear warning in her voice.


    “Aren’t things going well as Mrs. Wild? That you would need more of that substance for Ethan?” he


    asked with a sly smirk.


    “Or is your control sl*pping?” he inquired, a mocking tone dripping from his voice.


    “Mind your business,” she snarled in response.


    “Your control is indeed sl*pping,” he muttered, reveling in her evident frustration.


    Be bit her l*p in annoyance, acknowledging the truth in his words. One of the reasons she couldn’t


    substance to administer to Ethan. It dulled his wolf’s senses, keeping him oblivious to the changes


    happening within him.


    Although she had paused this using it for a while, recent events, like Ethan’s aggressive behavior,


    indicated a shift. It was bing apparent that Ethan was changing rapidly into something else.


    Today’s incident was proof,he had grabbed her roughly and nearly assaulted her.


    The drug was very difficult to find and given Ethan’s connection and her high-profile position. Obtaining


    it elsewhere proved practically impossible, leaving her dependent on Gabriel.


    “Just don’t try such useless stunts like sending it to my home next time,” she snapped, frustration


    evident in her voice.


    Gabriel chuckled, thoroughly relishing her difort. “How much do I owe you?” she asked, trying to


    move the conversation forward.


    “Don’t bother, take it as an added bonus,” he stated, his voice taking a serious turn.


    “I mean, I need you, and you desperately need that to continually be Mrs. Wild, so it’s a win-win,” he


    finished, a sly undertone in his voice.


    “I don’t desperately need this,” she tried to deny, her defiance evident.


    “A little quantity,” he warned sternly, cautioning her about the potential dangers of excessive usage. “A


    lot of that would be lethal even to an Alpha; it could kill his wolfpletely,” he added, emphasizing the


    risks involved.


    “I know,” she snapped, ending the call abruptly.


    Her eyes glowing with a mixture of determination and mischief.


    A little dose of this every day would do the trick.


    She moved some of it into a small vial, she held it up.


    Now, she needed the perfect hiding spot for the rest of it. Moving to the bookshelf, amidst the


    numerous books, there was something else that wasn’t quite a book. She carefully ced the


    substance inside the hidden space.


    Satisfied with her concealment, she turned to leave, a devious smile ying on her l*ps. She had


    gotten rid of Hazel from their lives, she would do whatever it took to retain the name Mrs Wild..


    Gabriel loungedfortably in his seat, his gaze fixed on the dancing tendrils of smoke from his


    cigarette. Just a few hours ago, he had been at the fundraiser and yed the role of an unseen


    observer, strategically positioned at a blind spot during the event watching Be’s every move.


    He was curious of something about her and decided to watch her today.


    Be, oblivious to his presence went about basking in the attention and love that came with her name.


    He found it amusing and ironic, a nob*dy they had practically found and picked from the gutters.


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    Then he watched her phone ring, how she exited immediately looking for a private spot piqued his


    interest so he followed her.


    In the shadows, he overheard snippets of her conversation, catching the name “Jasmine Knowles” and


    something about Nex Corporation.


    As he took another drag from his cigarette, he muttered the name to himself. There was an air of


    mystery surrounding this Jasmine Knowles, and it seemed she knew something about Be.


    The eavesdropping had been going smoothly until his phone vibrated, threatening to give away his


    covert position. Nheless, he had gathered valuable information. Be appeared deeply unsettled


    by this Jasmine Knowles, suggesting that the mysterious girl held a considerable influence over her.


    Asly smile yed on Gabriel’s l*ps as he contemted the situation. It was evident that this Jasmine


    character Unsettled Be greatly.


    The girl held secrets, perhaps something even more significant than the leverage he currently had


    against Be.


    Whatever knowledge Jasmine Knowles possessed, he would uncover it first before Be got to her.


    For now, he felt secure. Be would continue to rely on him for a steady supply of something only he


    could provide. For now, he was safe. Gabriel was content in the knowledge that, at least for the time


    being, he held the upper hand.


    “Sec


    you soon Jasmine.” He muttered darkly