"What do you mean by that?" I asked and looked behind me to see if they were still on our asses. "Eyes on the road!" Hayden yelled.But I looked anyway; I almost screamed when I saw three SUVs, speeding towards us. "Why didn't you say they were closing in on us?" I angrily yelled. "I didn't want to put pressure on you with your condition." he shrugged. "What condition? I'm pregnant, not hypertensive!" I yelled and changed gear immediately. "Kay, we want to survive in one piece, not in pieces," he blurted out, clutching onto the seatbelt. But I didn't say a word to him as I needed to concentrate. "I think we have lost them; you can reduce the speed," he said, looking back and still clutching the seatbelt. "I don't think so," I said, gesturing for him to look at what was coming at the front. "Shit, I hate this!" he yelled. I punched a button, and the small part of the roof gave way. "Do the honors!" I said to him that he quickly took the gun out of the pigeonhole and, standing
AGNAR'S POV "Dad!" I was surprised to see my father sitting on the throne. In his favorite outfit, a pair of blue denim jeans and a black button-down shirt with a rolled-up sleeve. "Son, you are here; come, let's have breakfast together," he said excitedly. I stood there in the room, wondering how Dad went from being dead to not being dead anymore. "Yeah, sure," I happily said. I had no idea what was going on, but whatever it was, I liked spending time so much with him. The door pulled open, and Dad smiled. "Look who paid a visit," he happily announced. I turned to see Gertrude heading towards us. "You look terrific; you should take care of yourself, you know," Gertrude said. "I'm fine; I just have so much on my plate lately," I said, smiling. "I know, son; it gets easier, I promise." "Does it, Dad? I feel like I am drowning lately. How did you rule the pack for so many years without losing your mind?" I asked him, he burst into laughter. "It's simple: separat
I woke up a little earlier to put things in order before the rest of the house woke up, and by the rest of the house, I mean Tessa. It's her birthday today, and I was planning something not too elaborate but also worth remembering. Hayden kicked against the party. As they spent the day sulking and mourning Tessa's mom, losing her took a lot from them, and I understand that. But not anymore; a new sheriff has arrived. I was just going to test the waters with the small family and friends gathering; maybe I will go for something elaborate next year. Well, it all depends on how things turn out today. "Wow, Sarah, the batter tastes wonderful," I said, smiling. Licking my index finger. Thank the goddess for Sarah; she is so helpful. I have no idea what I would have done without her. I was peeling the potato when I heard a sound coming from the stairs. "Eresthai," she called out, and we exchanged looks. "No, no, no," I whispered while quickly heading to the staircase. "Tessa!" I scr
"Hayden, I am pregnant; you shouldn't stress me," I grumbled when he woke me up early this morning. "Baby, come on.""What is it? Did you even sleep at all?" I asked, after I took one at him, then rubbed off sleep from my eyes. "No, I couldn't sleep; now would you listen?""What is it?" I said, yawning in between. "Here, open it up," he shoved a piece of paper in my face. "What is that?" I asked, wondering what it was this time. "Your parents, we need to start looking for them as soon as possible," he said, smiling. I was confused at first, wondering why he had to wake me up this early to talk about this. "Did you have to wake me this early for this?" I asked, stretching my bones. He must think I would change my mind about what I said earlier, or maybe he thought I wasn't clear-headed when I spoke to him yesterday. "Fine," I said, throwing both hands in the wind, signaling defeat. I grabbed the paper from him and looked through the names to find mine. Hayden had already found
CELINE'S POVI had suddenly grown tired of being Agnar's whore; it's not like we went through with the mating ceremony. When he mentioned our mating ceremony, I had other things in store, but those idiots had to bring in Rex's corpse just before they could pronounce us one. Rex has a knack for being a thorn in my flesh even in death. I pestered him to make me his wife officially as a consolation for my pussy being his venting machine, but he has been avoiding the topic. I will no longer stick around and allow him to use me; right now, I will take the bull by the horns. I have come a long way for him to spoil my plans. I made a few calls to my partner in crime, or would I say my boss in crime? We spoke at length, trying to convince him that we needed to do something so the rogues would be in our pockets. He disagreed, saying he has an understanding with the rogues and doesn't interfere with their business. Nonsense, I wonder who still thinks like that. We are about to start a ful
It has been a month since Hayden started looking for my parents; it has been from one dead end to another. There was no picture of any of them, so no one knows for sure what they looked like. I was reluctant at first, but right now, each dead end hurts as badly as a fresh cut. I asked Hayden to stop looking a couple of times, but he won't hear of it; according to him, if it's the only thing that he does, he must reconcile me with my parents. Maybe that is one of many reasons I'm falling helplessly in love with him. It was a cool night, and I was having some me time in the sitting room watching a TV series while sipping water. They said the first trimester was the worst, but I think whoever said that never experienced past the first trimester, because the second trimester is slowly killing me. I practically find it hard to sleep these days, and I can't seem to keep my food down; it just comes right up immediately I'm done eating, hence why I'm sipping water and not some freshly p
AGNARS POVEver since the poison incident, I have been kind of careful with Celine. Gertrude was right about something, though. Celine was the one who tried killing me before, and she did it yet again, but then why did she commit suicide over something she didn't even do? The more I thought about the whole scenario, the crazier it drove me. I immediately got tired and decided to go have some coffee before I loose it, but decided to go for a cool water instead. I gulped down the water in a go when I remembered what I saw on the phone: she hid in the drawer. I couldn't finish what I was reading before she stepped out of the bathroom. I quickly shoved the phone into the drawer and lay down, pretending to be asleep. I give it to her; she is great at acting. For someone who poisoned my drink, you would expect her to show some animosity towards me, but no, she even wanted to fuck me. "I'm dealing with a sly, killing fox with no conscience."I need to know who she is working with and
AGNAR'S POVI stood over her body on the floor, wondering how she turned out this way. We were friends even before we became lovers, or maybe it was all in my head. Maybe I'm just the one who saw her as a friend while she saw an enemy; I couldn't take my eyes off the bitch lying on the floor beneath me. I quickly bent over, lifted her, and threw her over my shoulders. Heading towards my quarters, I made it to my room, and placing her on a chair, I quickly tied her up. I laid down on the bed, waiting for her to wake up and answer the tons of questions going through my mind right now. I quickly went into the cupboard and brought out the phone she was hiding in there. I pulled out the stack of letters she was hiding under the pillow, and the bottle of poison was stashed in the wardrobe. I placed it all on the couch while I waited for her to wake up. They said patience is a virtue, but I agree that patience is not my forte. When I could not take it anymore, I went into the bathroom a