Jane POV No matter how the evening was turning out, that kiss was better than the formal introduction I hoped for. It was born from jealousy. A show for Jet. But still, it was Jake's way of saying to everyone at that luxurious restaurant that I belonged to him. Hell, he said it in plain words.
Was I still curious about the male whose werewolf gene I carried? Very yes. But when I agreed to see my mom to discuss him earlier, I didn't know that my husband would stroll into Rain restaurant and kiss me in front of a crowd of his rich friends, customers and business partner. So when my mom d
Jake POV Nasir did not take Jane to our cozy home like I expected. He drove her to Sonya’s instead. Something must've happened. Jane would not insist on going there. If anything, she would want to hear my explanation. Maybe get feisty with me for kissing her in public like that. As I drew closer t
When I re-entered the resort, all was quiet. The guards that had broken up the scuffle between Jet and I were all back at their posts. As we slipped back inside through the hidden staircase, Don went his way while I headed upstairs to the penthouse. As soon as I entered, Richard emerged with his p
It seemed his parents fought over what name was fitting for the then heir of the Golden Crescent. Refusing to compromise, there was no other choice but to give the male both names. Rudolph Florian? That was the only logical explanation. If not, why? I was aware that this useless analysis was my
The only thing worse than this interrogation was facing Jet. I didn't relish the idea of standing face to face with the guy one bit. But how did I answer the rhetorical question the Senior had just asked? I could choose cowardice and bolt this very minute. The public elevator looked deserted and t
Avery POV From a distance, by the waterfall near the mountain, I saw a woman. No, a female. She stood beneath the flowing waters, letting it slide down her sun-kissed skin. She was someone I knew. I dreamed of her every night. As I moved closer, she felt my presence and opened her eyes. I looked
I was not a Mooner. Not a full blooded wolf nor a member of any pack. Could I ever be good enough for her? “I’d like to sit down,” she said. Moving clumsily, I stepped aside, gesturing towards the one-sitter. This was not my small apartment back in the town. I couldn't help but be somewhat gratef