KAYLA'S POV"I can't, I won't," I protested, a desperate plea escaping my lips as I squirmed, attempting to distance myself from his car. However, his demeanour remained steadfast, a resolute expression on his face, his gaze unwaveringly fixed on the road ahead, seemingly impervious to my turmoil."I can't do this, Reynolds, please stop. We've been down this road before, and you know how it turns out every time. I'm genuinely sorry for the mess that's unfolded so unexpectedly. I truly wish there was a way for us to navigate through this, but I just can't, Reynolds. Please, stop," I pleaded earnestly. Despite my heartfelt appeals, my words seemed to fall on deaf ears. Reynolds stayed seated, unmoved and unresponsive. It was as if he cared little for my distress, finding his amusement in this situation.The car eventually rolled past the gates and halted near the entrance. I swallowed nervously, perplexed as to why he was so deeply involved in this entire situation."Get down!" he ord
Kayla's POV.I turned slowly away from him, feeling his gaze upon me. My eyes wandered elsewhere, but his touch drew me back as his hands slipped under my top. I couldn't help but moan softly as his fingers traced over my nipples. Uncertainty gripped me as I pondered what he was up to; it felt like a terrible idea, and I hesitated to allow it.He leaned in closer, his proximity making me uneasy by the minute."I know you want this too, so why pretend otherwise? We have all the time in the world. What's the point of this silent charade?" he asked, his words laced with a mix of assurance and challenge. Despite my reservations, I found myself wrapping my arms around his neck, drawn to him in spite of my doubts. As he bit down on my lips and ran his hands down my sides, a wave of conflicting emotions washed over me. I relaxed into his touch, unsure of where it would lead, until he spread my legs wide, signalling a new level of fun and vulnerability."Eyes on me, love," he ordered, his
REYNOLDS' POV.As I racked my brain in a frantic attempt to formulate a plan, the realisation dawned upon me with alarming clarity: Ava was mere footsteps away, her presence signalled by the unmistakable creak of the door swinging open in the adjacent room. Panic surged through me like a tidal wave, my mind racing a mile a minute as I grappled with the impending crisis unfolding before us. It wasn't Ava's well-meaning yet misguided ideas and intentions that troubled me, but rather the devastating blow that would be dealt to Adora."I'm truly sorry, but I need to step out for a moment. Please, stay here. I'll handle this," I murmured softly to Kayla, feeling her grip tighten on my arm as she looked up at me with a mixture of apprehension and concern etched across her features. It was evident that worry gnawed at her, digging deep into her core and leaving her visibly distressed. My heart ached at the sight of her anguish, yet I knew that I couldn't afford to falter or hesitate in t
KAYLA'S POV.I jolted upright, startled by the sudden knock against the door. With cautious steps, I made my way towards the back of the room where the sound had originated."Anyone in?" a voice called out from the other side. My heart raced as I slowly reached for the doorknob, my hand trembling slightly with nerves. With a deep breath, I turned the knob and pulled the door open, revealing a maid standing there with clothes draped over her arms.Relief flooded through me as I realised it was just a maid. I couldn't help but feel grateful that Ava, the nosy one, hadn't bothered to check who was in the room. I wasn't sure what the Alpha had told her, but knowing she wasn't lurking around put my mind at ease."The Alpha asked me to tell you that you're meant to put this on right now, and you both are leaving in a few minutes," the maid announced, extending the clothes towards me. I hesitated, unsure of what exactly I needed to do next.As I took the clothes from her, I couldn't shake
Kayla's POV."I'm sorry," he murmured, his words barely audible as I struggled to compose myself amidst the whirlwind of conflicting feelings swirling within me.His words brought a smile to my lips, easing the tension that had been building within me. "I couldn't hold myself back," he confessed, his gaze softening as he looked down at me. "That's why I couldn't hold anything against you. I knew right then and there that I am hard for you again, but I wouldn't want us getting into an accident now, would we?" he added with a hint of humour, his words laced with affection.I nodded in understanding, a sense of relief washing over me as I relaxed back into the chair. Despite the unexpected turn of events, I was grateful that our connection remained strong and that any perceived tension between us had been quickly dispelled."Where are we headed?" I asked, eager to redirect the conversation and focus on our destination. With his reassuring words, I felt a renewed sense of confidence a
REYNOLDS' POV."Greg, you really are right, we need the forces built up which is why I support that an alliance between the three packs would be the best, no one knows what exactly the future holds in stock." I explained, but then I paused as I looked ahead of me.An immediate bitterness etched on my lips; it was unbelievable, and I couldn't understand why Ava was there. I saw her. She appeared to have gotten into a furious conversation with Kayla; what was she doing? How the hell did she get there so quickly?"Greg, hang on a minute I need to sort something out." I chirped in and walked away from him quickly, my gaze still fixed on them both, but I came to a halt only inches away from them; they both appeared to not be that disturbed, and Kayla had turned away from Ava and appeared to be walking away; I felt relieved; it was not as heated as I had thought.But who could blame me? Nothing about Ava ever went smoothly; she was evil filled with wickedness bottled up in her heart; she wa
ADORA'S POV.As we were thrown from the car, I clung tightly to Uncle Luke, knowing him to be my father's closest friend and a beloved figure in my life. Unlike my mother, Uncle Luke had always treated me with kindness and respect, never speaking ill of me behind my back. I had witnessed the deep trust my father placed in him, and I knew Uncle Luke to be a decent man in every sense of the word."Go on with your mother, I'll go find your father, okay?" Uncle Luke inquired, his concern evident in his tone. I nodded silently, unsure of what to make of the situation. As he knelt down beside me, ruffling my hair gently, I felt a sense of reassurance wash over me, grateful for his presence in such uncertain times."I'll take good care of her, don't worry. Go on and do whatever it is that you have to do," Mother responded with a smile on her face. Despite her reassurance, I couldn't shake the feeling of dissatisfaction and unease that gnawed at me, sensing that something was amiss."Can
REYNOLDS’ POV.I was suddenly awakened by a jolt, that I must have drifted off to sleep. As I turned to my side, my eyes met Adora, who was holding my hands tightly next to hers. Feeling her grip relax, I decided to leave the room momentarily and summon a maid to keep an eye on her. Adora had clung to me so tightly that I felt it best to have someone else there while I took a break.Sitting by her side, I observed as she mumbled a few words, expressing her desire to be alive again and to have a mother like Kayla. Moved by her words, I tried my best to comfort her, staying close by her bedside. Eventually, my exhaustion caught up with me, and I found myself drifting off to sleep beside her, still holding onto the hope that she would find peace.My heart thudded heavily against my chest, and I felt a surge of worry wash over me. Adora, being such a young child, shouldn't have to endure such distressing experiences. My concern was not only for myself but also for everyone else inv