Jaclyn and Ken stand on the other side of the street, and she stares at the house she once called home. Confusion and scepticism cloud her mind as she thinks of the way forward. They had already planned out everything and Ken promised to have her back, yet her heart panicked at the thought of the step ahead.
She has a black furry sweater on, yet she feels cold from the inside out, a reaction caused by fear. She doesn’t want to let Ken see it; they decided together, but the last-minute dilemma did not help.
She had almost changed her mind yesterday, but Ken grabbed her by the shoulders, kissed her lips and told her she would be great. Ken then asked if she would come out to her mother about everything, but she told him there was no need to. She then said if she asked, she’d simply find a simpler story to tell. Her stay home would be one of starting over and there was no reason to dig into the past.
This, however, is a disaster and her he
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Her face pales at her mother’s words and her head whipped to the man standing at the door. He had brown hair and blue eyes matching hers. She scoffed, now seeing the much resemblance they shared, yet she could not recognise him at first glance. That’s what happens when you leave before your child is fucking born. Jaclyn stumbles back from the door and the man stepped further into the house. “Hello, Jaclyn.” he greets, giving her a smile that causes his dimple to show on his face. Her head feels light and emotions ranging from shock to anger course through her. “What is this?” she turns to her mother, feeling a little betrayed yet again. Diana barely gets to say something before Jaclyn steps out of the house, taking to her heels immediately after. “Jaclyn!” Diana screams in panic to her, but she doesn’t stop. “I’ll go after her,” Silas says, about to leave. “No,” Ken speaks from across the room where he
“Jaclyn.” the man called out, a small smile coming to his face. “thanks for coming back. Your mother was so worried, and so was I.” “Why’s that? Why would you be worried about me? You had twenty-one years to worry, but you didn’t, so why start now?” “You’re right, I have no right to be here...” “Yet here you are.” Jaclyn had always hated interrupting people, but something about him made her blood boil. After mama told her about her father, she stayed many nights thinking about what life would have been like with him around. Then she told herself he could be dead or in a terrible shape and that made it hard for him to reach out. Seeing him made her realise it was none of those reasons. He was alive and in good shape and just kept away, and it angered her. He was a man who played a part in bringing her into this world. The man who left before she was born had and no part with her growing up. “I am sorry for all the years I missed. Fo
Two weeks later “How long have you been awake?” Jaclyn moans as she rubs her eyes open and twirls around on the bed covered with white sheets. Ken, who had been awake and watching her sleep, smiled sheepishly. “Close to an hour.” “What have you been doing since then?” she yawns and places the back of her hand against her mouth. “Watching you.” he muses, admiration clouding his brown eyes. She groans and turns away from him, knowing she probably looks hideous for an early morning. Ken turns her around and gets on top of her, his eyes twitching as he smiles mischievously. “Hey! Don’t turn away my view!” he protests. She scrunched her nose at him. “Your view is hideous.” “Not in my eyes. She isn’t.” He leans in and kisses her lips sweetly. His hands drew fine lines over her exposed chest, down her nipple before circling its tip. She moans softly and bites her lips while holding onto hi
Two weeks later,“Jaclyn, we need to leave now,” Diana called to her, gathering the kits and basket they came with for the picnic.Jaclyn held up a hand. “A few minutes, mama, Ken and I are yet to finish our discussion.”She sighed and placed her hands on her waist. “You’ve said that before and we are still here. I’m pretty sure the Millers want to take their son home the same way I want to take you,” she told her in a serious tone.“Come on, mama, just a few minutes,” she whines, turning away from Ken.“You can tell him whatever you want to tell him tomorrow at school.”“But, mama, I might forget.”“Fine, one more minute,” she says, and Jaclyn throws her hand up in the air.“Thank you, mama, love you.”Jaclyn’s eyes fluttered in bed and a rasping cry leaves her mouth, realising this like many other that have followed these past weeks have been n
Jaclyn’s bags are packed and sitting on the bed as she readied herself for her departure. She takes a glance at the room once more to see if there was something she had forgotten to take and, not seeing anything; she moves to exit the room. The living room looks untouched, and she glances around once more, just like the bedroom she left nothing behind. The house that was once home to her now appeared strange and all the wonderful memories she had in it were now gone.She opens the door that leads out of the house and she sees Ken there, waiting as if they had discussed meeting up.She sighs and kept a calm tone. “Ken, hey.”“Hello, Jac,” he stuffs his hands into his pocket and glances down to see her bag. “I see you’re leaving,” he says, stepping into the house without being invited. He kept a reasonable distance between them, though, and she appreciated it.Since Diana died, a hedge had built be
Hello, I am sorry this isn't an update. I know updates have been very slow with this book, but it will change. Betrayed By The Alpha is very dear to my heart and yes, I paused it because I had a massive block with the storyline also, and I didn't want to write rubbish and ruin your love for the book so far. I would have wrapped it up this month, but last month I began a program in my country. It commenced this month for 21 days and that's what I've been in (I still am here). NYSC is a mandatory program for all new graduates under 30 years old and I barely have my phone. Once that ends I will complete the book. I will begin updates latest by mid-April I will finish it before April ends. I am once again sorry for the delay. I know a lot of you are invested in the book. Thank you for your support so far. Much love
Dane’s POV “Alpha, there has been another attack on the rogue pack this past week and two were killed. This now makes many others afraid and uncertain about how to live and where to go.” “Who are the attackers?” “We are not sure, but it might we believe the redemption pack or perhaps your brother’s pack, the rage pack. We don’t know, but the pack long to hear from you.” Liam reports, stepping into my room. “What do they want to hear? Have I not done enough for them? If the rogue pack is being attacked, then maybe it’s best to go out in a group instead of one or two. I can’t keep giving speeches anytime something happens. The rogue’s pack has been through hell other packs can only dream of and we survived that. So this shouldn’t be so difficult.” My eyes shut and I rub over my head to ease the minor ache of it. “What do you suggest, then?” “It’s been over ten months since I lost Jaclyn and the pain, guilt and agony still eat
The boxing instructor placed the boxing gloves around my hands. My eyes dart around the ring to see Jaclyn already in her fighting gloves and clothes, bouncing around the ring in anticipation of what’s coming. She has on a pair of back crop tops and high-waisted leggings, her hair, she makes into a ponytail bringing out her beautiful face. For a moment I forget I’m in the ring about to fight her. We are the only ones in the building and the instructor had also taken his leave after fitting my gloves. It seems as if he hopes one of us dies.She texted me the address for our talk and it’s the training Palace where fighters come to either train or let off steam. Since we aren’t training, I take it she’s here to let off steam, which also means take her anger on me.When I came in to meet her, I found her and I moved to speak to her, but she told me we would only talk in the ring. I thought that was absurd, but she looked dead serious. I