KEAGAN'S POV ~"Fuck! Fuck!" I quickly ducked and leaned on the steering wheel, my heart in my throat.Sylvia's two bodyguards were highly alert, as was Sylvia herself, who had gone rigid and was staring in the direction of my car.Slowly realizing my car was an SUV with tinted windows, a derisive chuckle left my lips and I sat upright once again to observe them.The guards whispered something to Sylvia and tension in her shoulder heightened even more.Fuck.What if they saw me? I was sure I wouldn't be able to learn more about her. She seemed to be hiding something, and my blood pumped with an intense desire to uncover it—but now my plans were about to be ruined.One of the guards started making his way toward my car while the other pulled Sylvia closer to him, his hand on his back pocket, likely to withdraw a gun at the slightest provocation. Fuck! Should I just drive off? If I do, they would note my plate number and possibly revert to Sylvia that her new employer had been stalking
KEAGAN'S POV ~My eyes narrowed into slits, my jaw clenched, and my teeth ground audibly before I forced a composed expression, turning to my kids.So many emotions and thoughts swirled into my head and I had no idea which to pick. Sylvia was alive and yet they believed she had committed suicide years ago? How was that even possible?"Daddy, are you alright?" Mina's squeaky little voice reached me, and I felt my heart melt.I shook my head and crouched to the ground, while Mina walked toward me and stroked my hair. "Daddy, tell me; I'll make you feel better, I promise."Hearing this, I felt my eyes prick with tears. Those were the exact words I said to my kids whenever they felt sad. Fuck, the way they had my heart in their hands was insane. I pulled Mina into my arms and kissed her head."Papa is just tired from work. I'll just take a nap, and I'll be rejuvenated," I said, and Mina nodded. I turned my gaze to William, who quickly avoided eye contact, and my chest squeezed with guilt
KEAGAN'S POV ~There she was.A curse was on the tip of my tongue, but I held it back and stared. My breath slowed as the rest of the party faded away and Sylvia Reynolds was the only thing I could see in the center of my world.Dressed in a sleeveless red gown that hugged her perfect curves, my fingers itched with the need to take them off her. Her nude lipstick made her lips appear fuller, causing my wolf to growl in desire. The slit in her gown revealed her flawless olive-toned thigh.Damn! A pounding began in my temple. And, as usual, she had that perfect smile on her lips, waving to the numerous cameras snapping photos of her. Her steps were elegant, her aura so powerful that she commanded the attention of everyone in the large banquet hall. Strangely, it made me uncomfortable—perhaps even jealous. But for what reason?Fuck! I was slowly getting demented. My feet moved on their own, carrying me towards her, but I halted when I saw her pathetic agent approaching and pulling her
KEAGAN'S POV ~My head snapped in every direction, scanning the hall. Indeed, Sylvia was nowhere to be seen.Shit!I quickly rushed out of the hall in search of her, Hector at my side, pointing out the last places people had seen her."Did you see her agent as well?" I asked, digging the pads of my thumb into my temple as I paused at the last place I knew she had been."No, Alpha." Hector shook his head, and I ground my molars together.What the fuck!I was restless, a sense of impending doom settling over me like a shroud—even though I knew I shouldn't be—but where was she?My attention snapped to a little boy whose mother was scolding him for wandering away from her. The boy kept sniffling, his head bowed as she continued to reprimand him.I was about to pull my gaze away when the boy cried. "But Mom, I was trying to help a lady. A bad man was dragging her to the restroom while she kept fighting him. She didn't look well," the boy complained, and my spine turned to steel. Every mus
KEAGAN'S POV ~Emma's face drained of all color, her mouth agape in shock as she stood before the restroom door. My eyes moved to the right and I saw that she wasn't alone—Hector stood beside her, equally stunned, followed by a group of guests, both familiar and unfamiliar. Their eyes darted back and forth between the bloody scene and Sylvia, who was slipping in and out of consciousness.Speaking of the devil.Sylvia groaned and raised her head. Her eyes were closed, brows creased as she moved her hands blindly. Was she looking for me? Gritting my teeth, I inched a bit closer and emitted some pheromones so she could know how close I was. And immediately her hands moved to circle my neck. I stiffened as she pulled me closer, whining softly."Don't go Keagan," She whimpered in a slur, her face was so close to mine that her sweet breath fanned across my nose. "I'm so scared. Hold me."My eyes widened in surprise.I stared at her face, trying to discern if she was intentionally pulling me
JESSICA'S POV~Happy Death Day, JessicaI stared at the crimson lettering over my reflection, a small, bitter smile playing on my lips. With a red lipstick, I had written the words on the mirror and now they taunted me with a vengeance.Taking a few steps back, I examined the words over and over again. They clearly described how I felt. Dead inside. Rotten and withered out. But deep down, I knew I shouldn’t feel that way. I should be happy. I should feel fulfilled that I had accomplished my heart's desire—my long-term goals—but all that filled my heart was guilt and unease.Today, I finally tied the knot with my boyfriend and heir to Thunder Pack—the wealthiest and most powerful pack in the Northern Region. I was adorned with the most luxurious fabrics and diamond jewelry, pretty much the picture-perfect bride. But not even the charade of the tabloid-worthy wedding could make my heart stop clenching.An alarm buzzed before I could slump on the sofa by the mirror, reminding me of the c
KEAGAN'S POV~"Could you just leave already?" I snapped at Jessica as she placed a tray of food on the nearby stool.She flinched at my harsh tone, but I felt no remorse. I despised her presence around me.She gulped, wiping the back of her palm on her dress, before attempting to force a smile on her face, which only served to annoy me further. Could she just stop trying to please me? Was she trying to be cute right now? Because she was failing miserably, and my hands itched to hurl her out of the bedroom so I could have some fresh air to myself.Her usual smile no longer touched me; the sparkle that once formed whenever she grinned at me was now gone, and its sight only served to irritate me beyond measure.She was no longer cute. She had lost a tremendous amount of weight, her chubby cheeks were now sunken, and her complexion was now pallid. She looked like a malnourished scarecrow, and I couldn't stand the sight of her.I had stopped taking her with me to any public function. Most
KEAGAN'S POV~"I missed you so much after our one-night stand. I missed you terribly. Did you miss me too?" She fluttered her eyelashes, which flustered me.She bit her lip, her fingers suddenly moving to my belt, savagely tugging at the buckle to undo it. Her frenzied gaze never left mine, making my heart beat furiously against my ribcage. Fuck she was so fucking hot. I wanted to drag her to her knees and ram my cock into those full lips.My head was spinning with lust, fueled by her seductive movements and the way she stared at me, but I knew this was all shades of wrong.Fuck! I was married, and my mate was asleep and exhausted just right behind me, a few walls separating us. I forced a frown on my face before taking a step back, watching Emma’s mouth part in shock."Emma... You need to stop this right now. I'm a married—""It doesn't even matter!" she whisper-yelled, moving towards me. "I know how much you miss me. Just let me prove it to you and show it how it was between us.”Wa