Belladonna
She was handed her new phone after all the paperwork was signed, and the items photographed as proof that she’d returned everything. She watched Kane pull out a large stamp and ink pad from the desk’s top draw, open that ink pad and then put the stamp on it. Then he looked right at her for a long moment.
“Bella, do you have a plan? Somewhere to go after this?” he asked her, giving her his full and undivided attention.
“Mm,” she nodded, “I’ve always had a plan in place. I keep track of the need for pack doctors in our world. There’s a wolfen employment page on the hospital’s intranet, for medical staff. There are currently four other packs in need of a pack doctor. I can go to or apply for trial Work inside their packs to see if I like it
there.”
“You’ve always kept track?” he queried, sounded a bit confused to her as to why she would do that.
“Yes, Kane. It would be stupid of me not to. Parker only needed to be mated to me until he found his Goddess–Gifted, and that could well have been the full moon after I came here for all I knew. Any full moon that followed after the mating alliance was done.” She shrugged. “So, I kept my eyes and ears open all the time. Knowing this day would come.”
“When was the last time you checked that?” Kane asked.
Bella took the time, while he was directing what she could only think of as concern for her where abouts in the future, to unwrap her new phone, set it up and sort out a new bank account for herself. There was still that final part of their separation agreement to be completed.
“Hmm, that would have been the day you all left to go to that mating ball.” she answered him “Between delivering pups.” She chuckled a little. It had been a busy night that night.
Finally, that bank account was all set up. She made sure it was not the bank this pack used, wasn’t in anyway affiliated with Parker and his pack.
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She looked at Kane, “Just one last thing to be attended to,” she stated.
They’d ticked everything off that separation agreement one by one as they’d sorted it all out. All that was left was for her to be transferred that monetary some, she calculated it inside her mind eight years of her life at $12,000 a year. A total of $96,000. Humans earn more than that in a year sometimes. Her own father had sold her off for a measly sum of $1000 a month.
She was worth nothing to that man. Not even the use of her body was worth anything $250 a week. She’d never earned an actual income here inside the pack. Because Parker owned her, so he didn’t have to pay her wages for her being a doctor, that was all part and parcel of his ownership, she knew.
Bella stopped that train of thought, before she did the math in her head, that put a value on the use of her body by him. She was cheap, that much she knew. Less than a $100 a fuck that was a given. She shook it
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off and forced herself not to think about it.
She watched Kane put in the monetary some to be transferred to her, damned near yelled at him to stop. Reached out and halted his hands when she saw the sum of a million dollars punched in. “Don’t do that.” She stated and pushed his hands out of the way.
He was really frowning at her now. She then hit the delete transaction button on the pack account, before he could stop her, so her details couldn’t be seen for him to make another transfer. She waved her hand at the Mating Alliances “Void away.” and she watched him stamp both copies on every page, pressed that stamp to the very words Mating Alliance on the front page.

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