Chapter 3

Rue POV: 4 weeks later

Mommy Dearest just fired me again, and I can finally block her number. I corrected her with my name, she keeps calling me Robin or Ronnie. Why didn't I quit before, because the money was good, and the shop was female friendly? I am in my new home now, and I love it. I am working part-time from home now. I am selling my pictures online now. I charge $70 per hour, and for the last few days have been crazy. Mazaelynn's customers are starting to flock to me. I made $1,680 in the last three days that I made in a week at my former job.

My neighbors seem nice, they gave me fresh fruit from their gardens, casseroles, and flowers. I haven't met a crotch goblin, Karen, Sharon, or Chad yet. My neighbors are mostly small families, couples, single parents, or a single person like me. One of them had problems with her front door not closing all the way. I grabbed my home repair kit and fixed it for her. She insisted on giving me $20 for the trouble. A few more people asked for my help, and I received $500 by the time I was done.

I have to decorate the outside of my new home, since it looks boring as Leslie put it. She even advised me to get a pet, since pets are allowed. I need a little creature to keep me company while I spend the next four months getting my motorcycle repair technician diploma. What kind of pet should I get? Should I get a dog or a cat? I am not getting a fish or a rodent, I was something that lasts longer. I am going to get four large lavender bushes, so people can have a calming scent when they enter my home.

I got a call from my dad telling me that Bernia had been murdered. Her supposedly grieving husband was having an affair with her sister, the girl he wanted. Their families pressured him into marrying his fated, but his sister-in-law is his dream girl. He didn't know that Bernia knew about it and petitioned for a divorce. Jackass was cheating on his fated for four months. Dad and Granddad want me to come over to Granddad's office right away.

1 Hour Later

"What is your relationship with Bernia?" asked Dad. I was met with stony expressions when I arrived. I was confused at first and told them that we weren't close, and she was a private person. We were cordial and polite to each other. "Her husband gets the house, and she left you $200,000 and her jewelry," Granddad said in a terse tone. The sister and husband have been shunned by both families for their betrayal. The two lovers are moving in together to make their doomed relationship work. How do I know that it is a doomed relationship? You can't build your happiness off of someone else's tears. If they are going to cheat with you, they are going to cheat on you. I don't get the whole messing with your partner's relative. Why do the affair partner think they are so special? All the affair partner will inherit is another person's garbage. Don't the cheater question the partner's morality. I gave the Jackass and Skank's relationship a few months before they call it quits. Relationships based on deceit never last, one wrong move and things will come tumbling.

Males who want a girl who is built like Marilyn Monroe or Jessica Rabbit with a pretty face, but get a moron, slut, bitch, or all the above. Females who want a rich male, but get a monster. Females who want a bad boy, but get surprised that he is no good. Females who don't appreciate chivalry but get done wrong. Females who don't want a nice guy because he is too nice, but will go for guys who dog them out. Males who go for skanks, but get surprised they get cheated on, or that woman is worthless. Too many people will waste their time and energy on a temporary person. I am the type of person who will never buy a boyfriend a new car or house. I understand if it is a spouse, but a partner who has no legal ties to you and can leave you at the drop of a hat.

Bernia's parents wanted her cremated, as she was beheaded and skinned. The poor thing deserved better than that death and those two backstabbers. Who would do that to her? Who would hate her enough to behead and skin her alive?

Joshua POV

I am cooking dinner for my pregnant cousin, Victoria, and her mate, Chris. These women are like sisters to me. We are in my new contemporary home, celebrating our new home. We like Stormyard, and we don't mind the rain. The old Sabletail Pack land is so spacious and looks very peaceful after putting some finishing touches to it. I wonder what happened to the old pack. The Oracle had ordered me to move my pack to Stormyard, Washington, and that I would meet my mate here. I hope that my mate is thick because I need a woman who can take back-breaking love-making. I require a soft but firm body to hold onto. I require a mate that is not a damsel in distress or entitled. I require a mate that isn't going to be a salad every meal. I know I should be grateful for getting a mate, but I can dream.

Victoria was ridiculed by my father for being plus-sized, now she is a wife and expecting mother starting her online boutique and her wife is now a freelance web developer. Victoria is my beautiful, strong Beta, and Chris is one of my warriors. Chris gave me a number for this hot shot mechanic to take a look at my Ruby. I have had my red Porsche Panamera for four years, and she is making these weird sounds. I hope this mechanic can cure my Ruby.