— Ylva —
We were flying back to Blakemore. The little twit in tow. Kaden had left his office to his sister and her mate and he was sitting calmly with his men, his head back, eyes closed. I knew he wasn’t sleeping.
I received a text.
“You had one of them tortured,” I
— Kaden —“What is the status?” I asked Jaxx.“72% of location covered for information extraction, phase three nearly complete,” Jaxx told me.“Jayson?” I said a little louder.
— Eveline —Darren and I needed a little time to ourselves. We needed to re-energize ourselves. It hadn’t been long since the earthquake, then the attack on Ghealach. It was too much.We didn’t go anywhere fancy. No glitzy resort. It wasn’t the sun we needed but each other. Everyone let us have our space. Blakemore has a big territory, so we went to a waterfall one day, a lake the other, we would hike in the woo
— Eveline —I was lounging on an extremely comfortable chair, near by a pool, in my bikini, and taking in the sun. And the most marvellous thing about it all was that I’m paid for this.I was quietly enjoying a scrumptious margarita, doing my best impression of bacon, sizzling under the heat of the sun.
— Darren —The evening was going fairly well. I’d just escape the kitchen after the dishwasher broke down and I’d spent an hour fixing things, calling a last-minute repairman, and helping to organize things in the meantime. No events I’ve ever seen as ever gone without a hitch. That being said, if this was all that was to go awry, it wasn’t too bad. It wasn’t awesome in the kitchen right now, but it was under-control, and would be soon back to normal—no one the wiser.
— Darren —Not everyone has heard stories of the Hellhound, but I have. They say he was crazy strong, and dangerous, really dangerous. They say he’s an Alpha. Some say with a pack, others without one. Michael says he has a pack of Alphas—whatever that is—and his pack is one of the biggest and most powerful in the world. The stories say he’s also over seventy years old. Given that the man in front of me looked like he was in his thirties, either some of those stories were wrong, or he had an insane skincare regiment.
— Eveline —I was so tired that I went to bed right after my meeting with Kaden. I had half a mind to go back to the event to see Darren, but when I saw that it was nearly two in the morning, I deflated. The place was probably emptying.Actually, I’m pretty sure there was a lot less people in the room when I returned from being outside with Darren, than when I went out to meet him.
— Eveline —He was right, I needed to talk, and I knew who would really know what I needed to know.This time, I took the time to knock on Kaden’s door.“Yes,” he answered.
— Ylva —“Why am I doing this?” I asked no one in particular.“Because Kaden asked you to,” said Sam matter-of-factly. I hate his good reasoning.“He has a secretary. She’s here. So why am I doing this?”