‘I only said yes to this shit so I can close this chapter of my life completely.’That's what I repeat to myself over and over as I'm walking to the restaurant, carrying Tate and getting ready to see Jae for the first time since that night when everything went to shit tremendously."Oh, she’s here. Anya! Heeey!" Olivia shrieks when I finally get to the front door and I see everyone waiting for me in the foyer of the restaurant. Olivia, Philip, and Jae start walking towards me as soon as they see me. Luckily, all I have to do to avoid Jae’s eyes is to not look up."Hey, baby, how are you?" he says as he gets to me, grabbing Tate from my arms and kissing my cheek, a little longer and wetter than necessary. My treacherous body gets warm and I can feel the beginning of butterflies, but I metaphorically kill all of them before they have a chance to make me feel something nice."Hi, babe," I force myself to sound normal and to let him grab Tate as if we're used to navigating our son togethe
"We were in a car accident a few months ago," Jae answers for me. And I let him, because my eye is still hurting and I can't see correctly anymore. My eye is blinded. I know it's only temporary, but I kind of start to freak out a little, "She hit her head and hurt her eye pretty bad... we don't like to talk about it.""Oh, no," Olivia says with a pitiful sound, "Anya, are you okay?""It just hurts a little because of the flash," I admit in a tiny voice, breathing in and out, in and out. I can't cry here, "I'll be fine.""Let's give her time to feel better," Philip says, stopping Olivia from whatever she was going to say. I appreciate that a lot, because I do like Olivia, but she's getting on my nerves. And I'm still freaking out because I can't see. "Anya, look at me," Jae says, still trying to get me to turn to him. I shake my head and just focus on my breathing, "Uhh... let's order, yeah? She just needs a little moment.""Yes. I'm so sorry, Anya," Olivia says, but thankfully, they
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.""