Chapter 73

Nan’s POV

The next two weeks were horrible.

My disappointment after sleeping together became the least of my worries. The day after was when everything changed. I headed downstairs to continue my usual breakfast routine with the girls…only to be stopped by the head butler.

“Ms. Lupa, your breakfast will be delivered to your room. Please wait upstairs.” He calmly informed me.

I shook my head. Not yet understanding that things were changing. And not for the better.

“I can’t. I need to feed the girls before I drive them to school.” I tried to tell him.

“The girls are being tended to by their father. Your services are not required.” The head butler’s face was impassive as he said these cold words.

I stared at him in confusion. “I don’t have time for this. The girls have a routine they need to follow and I need to get to work.”

His gaze turned frosty. My eyebrows knitted in puzzlement at the man’s sudden coldness towards me. He was one of the staff I had always gotten along with.

“Alpha Lionel has informed me that will not be necessary. For the next two weeks you will be confined to the mansion. You will have limited contact with the children.”

I jerked back. “What?!” I yelped.

I went to move past him. To march down to the kitchen to give Lionel a piece of my mind. But the head butler would not allow this.

“Alpha Lionel has no wish to see you. Your confinement begins now.” He says harshly.

None of the staff would directly interact with me. Maid that I usually gave greetings to averted their eyes. The kitchen staff disappeared when I entered the kitchen.

I could only go downstairs when the girls or Lionel were not present. That restriction broke my heart. Especially as the deadline came closer and closer.

I deeply feared that I would not be able to see my daughters one last time before I would be sent away…and I was right.

The day of the contract deadline had come. I was still asleep when the head butler loudly burst my door open. I was startled out of my sleep.

I put my hand over my racing heart. “What are you doing?” I asked with a sleepy rasp.

But he did not respond. A group of more servants came within the room. Rummaging through my belongings and shoving quickly into suits cases and duffel bags.

“Stop it! What are you doing?” I cried out.

But my words were ignored once more. I glanced at the curtains. There was only the barest of light peeking out.

My room looked as though a hurricane had come through. All of the little touches of my existence had been erased. As though I had never lived here.

The sight stung. All at once I knew what this was. I was being kicked out...for good.

That knowledge did not lessen the pain when my belongings were carelessly thrown out of the open front door. The pity in some of the servants’ eyes did not change the fact that no one spoke up for me. The cracks in my heart only deepened as the head butler paraded me before the watching eyes of the house staff.

“Please, please. Just let me say goodbye to my daughters.” I begged him.

“Alpha Lionel’s daughters are not available.” He mercilessly informed me. He yanked my necklace from around my neck.

Then he pushed me out of the open door. I stumbled but luckily saved myself from the humiliation of falling. A tiny consolation in the magnitude of the entire ordeal.

I look up just in time to see a black card thrown at my feet. A money card. I meet the head butler’s disdainful gaze.

“Payment for your services to Alpha Lionel.” He says coldly.

Then the door slams shut. I am left standing in front of the mansion all alone with my belongings strown about me. A sick feeling takes over me.

I knew exactly who was behind this. Lionel…he was behind this humiliation. The thought shatters my heart.

I pick up my things. Grabbing a pair of shoes as I realize I was thrown out in my pajamas. That I was not even given the courtesy of footwear.

‘When did Lionel become so cruel?’ I think with tears dripping down my face.

It takes a long time to make my way across down with no transportation. Somehow my day gets worse. I am only met with more bad news.

“I’m sorry, Nan.” My previous building managers says. “I just couldn’t hold it for you any longer.”

A lump enters my throat. “So I don’t have anywhere to live?” I choke out.

She shakes her head at me. “No. I tried to hold onto it for you…you always were a great tenant…but the owner decided to rent it out.”

I nod faintly. “Okay…thank you for trying.” I say softly.

‘I guess I can stay at a hotel room until I find a place. I know I put away enough savings for that.’ I begin to plan.

It would mean money would be tight for a while. But I was sure I would make it. There were always menial jobs out there that were hiring.

‘Especially for those with no kids.’ My mind reminds me. I shut down those thoughts to hide away from the agony that causes me.

Yet when I go to call the bank the tiny sliver of hope I have dies. My accounts have been frozen due to accusations of fraud. It is bullshit…but I know once more where to place the blame.

‘No banks would dare anger the Alpha of Wolfsbane industries.’ I think bitterly. ‘Lionel has really screwed me over.’

This must be the worst day of my life.

My daughters has been taken from me…I have no home…no job…no money.

A pit of despair threatens to overwhelm me. There is really only one option left. I take my phone out.

The person on the other side answers. “Nan, what’s up? I was not expecting to hear from you this early.”

“Dena…I need you. Help me.” I sob.

Lionel’s POV

The deed is done.

It had been days since I had Nan removed from the mansion. Since I’d had my revenge. I had watched the humiliating spectacle from my window.

The sight was pathetic. Nan and her belongings were dragged out at the crack of dawn. Left out like garbage on the street.

A fitting punishment for a manipulative, lying bitch.

My revenge was complete. It had gone exactly as planned. I had been satisfied and amused at the event…at first.

My anger has finally been sedated. In its absence I am left empty. Hollowed out.

I would not say I regret my actions. It was for the best that that leech had been sent away. I had to protect my daughters and myself from influences like that.

But things had not gotten back to normal as I had hoped.

Most things look the same on the surface. But it was as though everything in my life had been moved by an inch or so. Not noticeable until you try to put things back into their normal spots.

The girls had not taken the news well. Vera was furious at me. She refused to speak to me until I “apologized to her mom and fixed it.”

But Patti…Patti was utterly inconsolable. She alternated between crying and going silent. Nothing I or Vera did could bring her any comfort.

Seeing my daughters so upset hurts me. Knowing I contributed to their pain…even with their best interests at heart…makes it so much worse.

The only highlight to those next few weeks would be the news that the man who planned to kidnap my daughters was arrested.

Partly due to his girlfriend turning him in. As it turns out, she was the one who sent the audio link to me. Eillen…the same woman who set Nan up.

The thought of that woman getting rewarded anything made me annoyed. But I refused to get involved. Karma intervened anyway.

The horrible woman tried to claim her husband’s remaining fortune. A deeper investigation into her boyfriend’s illegal activities uncovered certain truths about her. Due to her role in a few of his illegal activities got arrested too.

I did help with their poor pup. The innocent pup would not have made it between those two selfish morons. I ensured the pup was placed with a pack who would raise it with love, attention, and morals.

Everything seemed to be wrapping up…despite the howling of my inner wolf.