Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 158: Second Chapter of Her Life

The days were passing peacefully for Laila Hasanović, former Captain of the Jaeger Corps, Denmark’s elite Special Operations Division. Her life in the Kingdom was so tranquil that she sometimes wondered if it was all just a dream.

After being dishonourably discharged from the Danish Army, she had fled to Russia and worked under Imperial Heaven, evading an Interpol arrest warrant for five long years. During that time, she never imagined she’d one day enjoy a peaceful life again.

Everything had changed the day she fought Raphael Blanc, and that idiotic man had the nerve to ask his boss to bring her to the Kingdom. Despite the thousands of questions swirling in her mind, she decided to take a leap of faith. Her job under Imperial Heaven had been slowly destroying her from within.

Now, that leap had proven to be the right one.

She lived a peaceful, disciplined life here. No one asked her to do anything shady or bothered her outside her working hours. She had a real identity now... Laila Monroe, a proud citizen of the Kingdom with a valid passport and a respected job.

Laila now served as the Protocol Officer to the Chairman of Heimdall Technologies Limited. She also oversaw security operations at Nexabyte Technology’s Trafford Command Center. Though she juggled two jobs, technology made her work efficient... and truthfully, it didn’t take much of her time.

But she couldn’t relax.

Her biggest concern wasn’t the workload... it was the safety of her Chairman, Eleanor Elizabeth Raynor.

That concern wasn’t even part of her job description. As protocol officer, her responsibilities were clearly defined: schedule management, security coordination, travel logistics, and discretion. It was all there in the contract.

Yet reality told a different story.

there too, but the security shocked her to her core. Having seen the elite level of protection around Eleanor, Laila quickly realized the job wasn’t as simple as

her special ops missions. But here? Ordinary security guards carried customized versions of those weapons like they were nothing. Each of them exuded the presence of a battle-hardened soldier. Laila was certain... every guard here was stronger

an alert, only to

The young woman was worth more than ten times Denmark’s national budget. With that kind of financial strength,

got one. She’d grown close to Teresa, Cassandra, and Anastasiya, who lived in the same villa complex. Sometimes Maya and Lily visited and stayed over. They all knew her real identity, which helped her

this circle, except for Raphael. He visited her from time to time, and over the past few weeks, they had really grown close. She could tell that he was in love with her. And truthfully, she liked him too... this seemingly foolish man who always wore

her, he turned into a clumsy fool... stumbling over nothing, grinning like a teenager. It was obvious to everyone around them what was going on. And yet, Raphael

for Raphael. It was her day off, and he had invited her out for lunch. She was thinking about how far her life had come... when the doorbell

up and

was standing there, his trademark grin in place. His eyes locked on her and didn’t

weather outside was slightly chilly, with the sun hanging lazily in the sky. Laila wore a pink overcoat over sky-blue jeans and a deep red top. She hadn’t done much makeup, just a light touch of lipstick... a

little detail did

captivated. He had never seen her with red lips before, and for a few seconds, he couldn’t tear his eyes away from them. The way he stared made Laila slightly uncomfortable,

snapped out of

said, finally finding his voice. "I’ll take you to my

say anything. She simply smiled faintly and followed

We’ll drive through the suburbs...