It has been three months since I signed the divorce papers and said goodbye to any kind of future next to Anya. I felt like shit for a while, realizing I had ended what could have been a great marriage. But now I'm starting to get back to normal because I've realized... I have the life I always wanted, why the fuck am I feeling bad for losing I wife I never even wanted to have? Sure, she was great and all, but I never wanted to be married. I’m finally living the life I wanted for myself. Power, money, freedom, fun, friends, women. I have it all. Being an Alpha is in my blood, so I haven't had any issues with my new position. It's been going wonderfully, actually. My previous relationships with the council members and my father's twenty years of experience have been just extra points in my favor, but I don't need them.I can handle anything on my own, even when a small pack of dumbass wolves tried to get into my territory to wreak havoc. I only had to call Rogan, and the two of us t
My son is big for his age. He's only five and some change, but he has the body of a seven-year-old, which is not really surprising to anyone because I was the same way. His hair is unruly and dark but, unlike mine, you can still see it's red. Right now it’s a little too long and it falls over his forehead, almost covering his grey eyes. He has a lot of freckles all over his button nose and he has Anya's pouty lips. Physically, he's a perfect mix of both of us. Psychologically, though, he's his own kind of monster. Even my mom says he's worse than me. At least I was still dumb at his age, but this guy is so smart that sometimes it gets a little scary. "I'm sooo sorry, Tater," I say as I walk to him, slowly and carefully, "Is Grammy still here?""No. I told her she could go and I would stay put. She had an appointment and I didn't want her to be late. I hate when people are late, Jae," he says, looking up at me like a psycho."Hey, don't call me Jae," I complain, knowing I really mes
I don't care. I don't. I do not.I really don't give a fuck."Alright, well... say hi to Klein from me, okay? And make sure to tell him I'll be talking to him soon. We're old buddies, actually," I say. Tate looks surprised but he just nods without thinking too much about it and grabs his backpack before walking out of my car and into Anya's house.As soon as he’s inside, I drive the fuck away before I feel compelled to get out and do something I definitely shouldn’t. I knew that motherfucker would come back, but... honestly, taking my ex-wife is low. He must be trying to get on my nerves to throw me off my game, but that won't fucking work. It won't.{ Anya }"Mom! I'm here!" Tate yells as soon as he opens the door. Just a second later he comes running into the living room, hyper as hell and talking about sharks and his dad and how cool he is. I have to listen and smile, pretending I don't want to choke Jae for making my son swim in a tank full of sharks, "Uh... you smell mad."He's
{ Jae }"Wait… are you jealous?" Rogan asks, looking at me with a stupid grin after I finish telling him about Klein's sudden appearance in my pack. And Anya’s life. "Of course, I'm not," I roll my eyes, trying to focus on the email I'm writing, but of course, I don't even know what the hell I'm writing, "Why would I be? She can do whatever the fuck she wants... and whoever the fuck she wants. Even him. I don't care."It’s just very aggravating and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it since last night. "Sure, buddy. Keep telling yourself that," Rogan laughs and throws the fucking ball up again so he can catch it, like he's been doing for twenty minutes now, "Just don't lose your focus now, okay? Losing your second Challenge would be fucking humiliating. Your dad won five challenges in a row. You have to win at least six.""I won't lose, shut the fuck up," I growl, pushing myself away from my desk, "But honestly, if we're trying to be fair here, my dad never fought against
Hannah is a stunning woman. Rogan was insane for not telling me in detail how fucking perfect she is. She's probably the tallest woman I’ve met, slender, blonde, and gorgeous. She's thirty-two and her voice is low and raspy, sensual. She's not only smart, like Rogan said, she's sophisticated and intelligent. And this is my first date in... ever, so I'm a little rusty. Also, my experience talking to women is not the best since all of them end up fucking hating my guts. I can tell Hannah is sexually into me, which isn’t surprising, but she sometimes looks at Shanna and they share a specific look, as if they’re complaining about me telepathically. But I don't care. Rogan is right, Hannah is Luna material. I have to be smart with this one. "By the way… Jae has a son, Tate. Did I tell you about that?" Shanna asks all of a sudden. "You didn't, but of course I know about the Alpha's son," Hannah says with an obvious tone before looking back at me, "How is he? He's around six or seven,
"Hey, dad!" He exclaims as soon as he opens the door to get into my car, "What is happening? You didn't tell me you'd come for me tonight.""It wasn't planned, dude, I just missed you," I say, and it's not really a lie, but it's not the complete truth either. I feel like shit when he gives me a huge happy smile, "Did you miss me?""Well, yeah. But I always miss you," he says and shrugs, "All of my friends live with their dads every day, not just the weekends."Oh, shit. My mouth forms a grimace, and it stays there as I'm processing the heavy guilt that sets over my shoulders. Tate isn't even complaining about it; he's just explaining why he misses me."I'm sorry, buddy," I mumble, not knowing what else to say, "It's really late right now, so you're going to bed as soon as we're home, but... you'll get to choose what we do tomorrow, okay? We'll take the whole day off, both of us.""Really? I can choose anything I want?" He asks, I nod, "Awesome! Okay, I'll think about something fun.""
It’s been a while since Jae has occupied this much space in my head. I have a warm male body cuddling me from behind after we just had sex, and yet, I can’t stop thinking about that jerk. He doesn’t want Klein here, so I lied, telling Jae Klein wouldn’t stay here after this Sunday, but he will. Because he’s been talking about proposing to me before the Alpha Challenge. Whether he wins or loses, he wants me to be his wife. And I like the idea, so I don’t want to tell Klein to find somewhere else to live. He’s good in bed, he’s always fun, nice and respectful, he’s good with Tate, he’s clean, and he loves me. The sole fact that he loves me is more than enough for me, actually. Because he doesn’t just say the words, he actually shows me with his actions, with the way he can be vulnerable and the way he lets me rely on him. I loved him back when we only got to see each other once every two weeks or so, but now that he’s here every day, I can see a future with him. So, no. I won’t te
"What is this fucker doing here?" Tate growls out, his psychotic eyes still set on Klein, "I want him gone."There's a collective gasp of shock, especially from me. Tate never, ever swears. And he likes Klein! What is going on here?! Oh, no, I'm going to have to scold him, aren't I? That's what you're supposed to do when your son yells something mean to his soon-to-be stepdad."Tate Amari!" I yell, looking back at Vivian and Riku silently asking for help, but they're just looking at me because I'm the one who has to do the parenting here, not them, "You should never speak to anyone like this!""This is my dad's territory, not Klein's. I want him gone," he repeats, not giving a shit about my scolding, "Or I'll make him leave myself.""Okay, enough," I say and I walk to him so I can pick him up and carry him inside the house again."Stop it, mom! Don't carry me like this in front of other men!" he growls, angry but not doing anything to hurt me. "I don't want him here. He's always with