Sheila's POV

　　I exited my room after donning my pair of high black heels. That incident at the party night left me embarrassed, I wasn't expecting her comeback and this only makes me question her relationship with Daemon.

　　And after leaving that party in nothing but shame, and thinking about my next move though my whole attention is focused on her. Since the day her existence was known, my relationship with Daemon cracked. Though we are fuck buddies but I have always had a thing for him and that's why I accepted that proposal of warming his bed and satisfying him anytime he wants it. 

　　But today I have decided to step out of my room and go see him. Staying locked up all day in my room is going to pave the way for him and that sultry Luna and trust me; it is the last thing that I ever wished for. 

　　I walked down the steps toward Daemon's office, my fingers brushing through the brick marbles on the walls. A strong wind entered through the windows on the hallway hitting my bare skin, causing me to shiver a bit. Today I decided to look my best, to wear something so slutty and catchy. I was wearing a short blue skirt that nearly covered my butt, a pair of white tank blouses with a black leather jacket to match it. My long tan legs were exposed, and my dressing makes me look younger and most importantly hotter.

　　Giggling and striding to his office door, the idea of him ravishing me in there clouded my mind. But soon the idea clicked in through my mind it instantly disappeared and I was left with nothing but fear and curiosity. I was stiff as another growl erupted out from his office, sending terrifying shivers down my body.

　　I stopped in my tracks noticing the tense tension between the guards standing at the door spot, something doesn't feel right. Daemon growls like this whenever he is outraged beyond and the last time I witnessed this was on the rogue's attack years back that took the life of his parents. Lol... Obviously, you might be thinking that I knew much and we are kind of close but na na I just know because I am a pack member and I do witness the fight and about being close, nope we aren't close at all just fucking partners. 

　　The growl bursting from those closed doors is terrifying and my curiosity widens. Stepping forward, the guards shifted thinking that I'm here to see Daemon because, to the public's eyes, they all thought that we are dating but actually in the real sense it is absurd because of that tiny creature in the picture.

　　I smirk at them, nodding to acknowledge their presence. Reaching for the handle, my heart sank instantly from the next word that came out from that office.

　　"My mate is more important than the goddamn meeting with that northern pack!!" 

　　Daemon... Mate! Did he have a mate? I instantly felt pale and instead of going inside again, I stood behind the door eavesdropping. I think I need to know the mate, rage was clouding my eyes. 

　　However, Sam's next question had my world crumble, I looked flushed and pale. "Lu….. Luna Rhea," he stammered, "What happened to her?" I staggered while holding the doorknob in utter disbelief. 

　　Rhea is his mate...no way, no freaking way! My heart breaks, leaving me in doubt. Nothing's making sense, my head seems like it has been piled up with pieces of trash. 

　　"He hurt my mate, and nobody touches what belongs to me!" I heard Daemon growling, stretching his aura around the room. 

　　I held onto my heart, so he is this infuriated because of her. Shaking my head in disbelief, I ran upstairs, back to my room. Entering my cabin, I slammed the door damn shut at its hinges and lugged it to my bar.

　　Picking up the Spirytus, I pulled off the cover and down the content in one go. Slamming the bottle against the wall, I growled mentally.

　　What just happened? What did I just hear? This is ludicrous! Luna Rhea already has a mate and is also married.

　　So tell me how come they were mates or is there another person with that exact name Luna Rhea? I tap on my jaw countless times, my hairs are already in a mess due to too much pulling and dragging on them.

　　"I don't think that they are mates" I mumbled when pacing around my room. The worst is that the supposed mate is in Blackwood and has been hurt. Why the goddamn pack!! 

　　We all knew how Kian treats Rhea but that's not my concern, my problem right now is to know who is the mate. To know who has vowed to snatch away my happiness in clear broad daylight. 

　　I sat on the couch and instantly mind-linked Jerry to come over, I think he needs another job right now. And not that long, the door opened and Jerry walked inside.

　　"You called, miss," he bowed before striding forward toward my direction.

　　"Yes, I summoned you for a reason," I nodded at him, "I need you to make some research for me," 

　　"On what exactly?" he asked.

　　"On Rhea," 

　　"Rhea," he mouthed, sounding confused. "Is it Luna Rhea?" 

　　I halt on my track, turning to face him, "Just search if another person is bearing that name both on Blackwood and the whole pack out there. Research!! I believe you don't want me to go on explaining to you about your work," 

　　He gulped and nodded at me, "Okay, miss," he swiveled and started walking back to the door but I stopped him.

　　"Jerry," 

　　"Yes, miss," he responded and turned around.

　　"That's not the whole reason that I called you," he arched his brow at me, earning a smile from me.

　　"I need an underground agent and you fit in perfectly for the job," 

　　"Me... How?" He stammered.

　　"You, I want you to be my underground agent," 

　　"But, Miss on what exactly? I am just a mere computer engineer," 

　　Smirking, I resumed from where I stopped, "You will have to work under me that's all," I shrugged, hiding the deadly smirk on my lips.

　　"Just that," he asked, earning a nod from me, "Just that," 

　　"Is King Daemon aware because I don't need something that will affect my work?" 

　　My face hardened at his words, smiling. I gave him a smile that didn't reach my eyes, "He is very much aware, now go get the first work done," nodding as he left the office, though not bothering to hide his doubtful stares.

　　Smirking, I stared out through the window. It was obvious that the moon goddess hated me. This has been the one prayer I have been asking them for ages but hell no! They gave him another mate from another pack.

　　My face hardened and my eyes turned cold, "I can not just be a fucking buddy, if I can not have you Daemon, no one else will," I mouthed the words through grit teeth.

　　Let's watch and see how things will unfold... The battle is already drawn, Daemon, no backing out.