Chosen by a Wolven

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Chapter 22

Trenton gave Melissa a questioning look as they rode up in the elevator. “So, what was that about?”

“One said she liked a bit more chocolate in her man. The other said if she had you to come home to, she’d be more concerned about what she wore to bed at night.”

Trenton chuckled as the door opened and the stepped out. “Alright then.”

Melissa sighed and pulled him to a stop just outside Lisa’s room. “Trenton, if those two recognized me…”

He grunted and pulled her into his arms. “I know, it’s just a matter of time before the press finds you too.”

“Yeah.”

“I’ll deal with it, baby. I may not like it, but I’ll deal, for you,” Trenton whispered into her hair. “Now, let’s go see if there’s been any change in Lisa’s condition yet.”

Melissa nodded her agreement and they walked into the room to find Stella whispering from where she was bent over the bed. When Stella heard the door close, she turned with a grin. “Well, well, looks who finally come to see you, Lisa.”

“Foxxy?” A hoarse sounding voice questioned.

“Lisa?” Melissa whispered as she hurried toward the bed.

Lisa lay there, pale and drawn, but wide awake. “Oh, Foxxy, it’s so good to see you.”

Leaning down to hug Lisa, she softly cried, “I’m so glad you’re okay. I was so worried.”

“I’m sorry, Foxxy, I tried to keep him from finding you. I did, but he found me and…”

“Hush, my heart sister. It’s not your fault, it was bound to happen sooner or later anyway,” Melissa told Lisa as she pulled out of their hug. “Now, I want you to meet Trenton.”

“Hello Lisa, I’ve heard a lot about you,” Trenton murmured.

Lisa grinned at him. “Yeah, I’ll bet. She told me a bit about you too.”

Trenton shrugged.

“Lisa, Chad is still here,” Melissa said then, knowing it had to be said, and watched the smile leave Lisa’s face. “He had someone break into our room last night. I wanted you to know in case he shows up here.”

Lisa closed her eyes and groaned, saying, “I figured he would be because he’s too crazy to leave until he knew for sure whether you would show up here or not.” She opened her eyes to look at Melissa. “So, what do we do?”

“You are going to concentrate on getting better. As for me, I’m going to lay low and hide from the press…”

“It’s too late for that Foxxy,” Stella said softly, causing everyone to look her way. “Someone let the cat out of the bag in this morning paper.”

Melissa took the newspaper that Stella held out. Right there on the back page was a picture of her along with a caption.

“We don’t know where she has been, but thanks to an anonymous source…” Trenton read.

“Chad!” Melissa exclaimed.

Trenton continued, “…who snapped this photo, we now know Foxxy Jacobs is right here in our town. The question is, why is she here and how long will she stay?”

“They haven’t mentioned you yet,” Melissa said as she glanced at him. She could see the worry on his face and took his hand to squeeze it.

Trenton closed the paper as he took in a deep breath, letting it out slowly before saying, “They will, and once they figure out who I am...”

“Who are you that it would interest them?” Lisa questioned. “Please tell me you aren’t running from the law or something, ’cause I’ve got enough drama in my life right now to deal with without more.”

Trenton chuckled. “No, nothing like that. Have you ever heard of Davison Engineering?”

Lisa cocked her head and chewed the corner of her lip as she thought. Then she gasps before asking, “You… your that Trenton?”

Trenton nodded. “Yes, that was my company. I started it from the ground up and made big money.”

Big Money! You’re like a millionaire,” Lisa said, awestruck as she stared at him wide-eyed, “but then you and your fiancé broke it off, you sold your company, and you disappeared.”

“How did I not know this?” Melissa muttered as she listened.

“Because you said business news was boring,” Lisa replied.

Melissa stuck her tongue out at her friend who only laughed.

Trenton shook his head at her, saying, “Yes, well, the press was tearing me apart and I just… I needed to get away from it. The easiest way to do that was to disappear from the public eye completely.”

“He lives in the town I moved to and runs, well, he did run a bookstore. Trenton has recently had a bit of trouble with a couple of bone heads in town, because of me, and they destroyed his store.” Melissa gave an almost silent snarl, her lip curling up at the memory of Trenton laying on the ground hurt and muttered, “If I ever get ahold of them…”

“Calm down, baby. Let’s get your problem with Chad straightened out first, then we’ll worry about my problems,” Trenton said calmly. He then kissed the side of her head as he held her tightly.

She smiled, because just like that her wolven was growling contentedly instead of snarling for blood.

Lisa lay there wide-eyed staring at them. “Oh, Foxxy, he’s a keeper and where can I get one like him?”

Melissa laughed as she sat down on the edge of the hospital bed. “I don’t know, but I agree he is a keeper. So, let me tell you everything that has happened since I last talked to you.”

So, for the next hour, she told Lisa and Stella all about everything.


While Melissa, Lisa, and Stella talked girl talk, Trenton read the paper. When he’d finished with it, he stared down at the picture of her and stewed over his issues. What am I going to do? I know it’s only a matter of time before they get lucky and snap a picture of Melissa with me. When that happens, they’ll begin to start wondering who I am, then their speculations will end up in the paper and someone here will know who I am… it’s just a matter of time.

Trenton threw the paper down on the couch as he stood up with an internal growl. Walking across the room, he stood staring out the window as his thoughts continued to swirl, his gut aching with anxiety. I know I must become who I was before I left, the stoic, show no emotion, Trenton Davison. I don’t want to go back to being him though, I like the new me. I never liked being like that, but dad said it was the best way to be a strong businessman. And if I want to survive a second bout with the media… I know that is the only way I can.

“Trenton?”

He turned to look at Melissa.

“Are you alright?” She questioned.

“Sure, I’m good,” he lied as he watched her cross the room to his side.

“No, you aren’t. I bit you, remember, and that means we’ve created a bond. I feel your worry and anger through it,” Melissa whispered, so the others wouldn’t hear. “You’re thinking about the press, aren’t you?”

“Yes. I don’t want to face them, but I know it’s going to happen at some point. When we do though, I want you to remember something.”

“What?”

“That the man I become in front of them is the only way I can survive them. It isn’t the man I am inside, not anymore,” he cautioned.

Her eyes roamed his face and Trenton felt as if she was reading his very soul. Then she gave a nod before turning back to the girls, saying, “I’m getting hungry, so we’re going to go.”

“There’s a really good Italian Restaurant just a block from here Melissa,” Stella told her.

“Thanks, that sounds good,” Melissa said before hugging the girls, saying goodbye before leading him out the door and into the hallway to leave.


Melissa decided they should walk, but Trenton couldn’t help but feel exposed. He was tense the whole way, looking around for anyone who might be watching them. He tensed even more as they reached the restaurant because he was almost sure he saw a camera flash. However, when he looked the way it came from, he saw nothing.

Stepping into the cool interior of the restaurant, they paused, waiting to be seated. Melissa took a deep breath, watching the hostess walk their way, as she said, “It smells so good in here.”

“Seating for two?” The hostess asked as she reached them.

“Yes,” Trenton answered in a clipped tone, still feeling tense and worried.

Melissa turned to give him the ‘eye’, but he ignored it.

Once they were seated and had ordered drinks, Melissa placed her hand on his thigh and gave a light squeeze. “Please stop worrying so much my sweet man. It will be okay because this time you aren’t alone. I’ll beat them off for you if you want me to.”

“I know you would, and you’d think that the trauma of it would be long gone after two years. Unfortunately, it isn’t. I still remember how they would chase me for blocks trying to get a statement, even though my lawyer had already given them one.”

“Your lawyer?” She asked as she lay her head on his shoulder.

“Yeah. When big business and money are involved the lawyer is always present,” he told her as he wrapped his arm around her and played with her hair. “When Annie said yes to marrying me, our fathers began talking about merging their businesses, H. D. Enterprises and Howell Electronics. It wasn’t long before the papers had somehow sniffed that information out and began to predict what changes would be made when the companies merged. I tuned most of it out because I was too busy following Annie around like a love-sick puppy.”

“And when she broke it off?”

Trenton opened his mouth to answer just as the waiter came with their food.

“Here you are, enjoy,” the waiter murmured as he sat the food down. Then he was gone.

Trenton picked up his fork, then paused to say, “That’s when I noticed how rabid they could get when after a story. Always before Annie did the talking, mostly because she enjoyed the limelight. With her not there I got the brunt of it and the things they said were… brutal.”

Melissa nodded and they began to eat, conversation stopping. Suddenly though, he noticed a hush come over the whole restaurant and he looked up. Standing at the door was a woman, dressed in a business-like suit but it was the man next to her that had Trenton flinching because he held a camera.

“Trenton, what’s…” Melissa started, then she turned to see what he was looking at. “I suppose it’s too much to hope for that they aren’t here for one of us?”

“Mm… probably.”

The woman looked around, then her gaze landed on Melissa and Trenton causing a big smile to spread over her face.

“Yep, she wants one of us, the question is which one?” Trenton intoned as the woman and her cameraman headed their way.

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