Marcus doesn't know it (well, yet), but I'll always be grateful to him for helping me find a way to attend Charis's funeral. I wouldn't have been able to find an excuse to go if we weren't dating, because I'd have no reason to push my way into the funeral of a woman I'm not supposed to know.But, of course, Marcus and the rest of the Alpha family will be there, because they're family to Charles. And since I'm dating Marcus, more or less officially, it doesn't look weird for me to accompany him for support.
"Will I ever run out of reasons for revenge?" I rail in the car on the way to the luncheon. "Your father, you, me, Charis's murder, and now this? Where does it end, Marcus?"I remember just in time not to mention Brady. I need to rein it in a little bit; I'm losing the thread, here. Marcus isn't supposed to know about the gang, or that I have a revenge list as long as my arm.In truth, it's been easy to lose sight of the fact that this all started because I set out to t
"How, exactly, are you planning to accomplish this?" Liam asks with visible amusement, leaning across Marcus's desk as he shuffles some papers away. "I mean, you just dashed all of her hopes of getting her daughter in the Luna position, and now you want to set her up with an adulterer who is happy his wife is dead?""She deserves it, if anybody does," Marcus mutters under his breath, sliding the last of his paperwork into the out box for his admin assistant to deal with later. "That woman is a complete pain in the ass, Liam.""Be that as it may, I'm still not sure how you exp
"I can't believe it was that easy," Liam gasps, wiping tears of laughter from his eyes. He, Marcus, and Evelyn are sitting at a back table in a quiet bar, where Marcus is relaying the details of his set up to the others over mugs of beer."I can," Evelyn says, also wiping her face. "Honestly, they deserve each other.""They do," Liam says. "I'm just in awe that Marcus was able to be so smooth and sneaky about it. With instant results! My man, you truly are a genius." He raises his glass
I make my coffee stronger than usual the morning after my outing with Marcus and Liam, not because I drank too much the night before, but because I waited up half the night for Marcus to call and tell me that he was safely home.I knew I'd seen that man shadowing him all day, and I'm so glad that I decided to speak up. I'd almost convinced myself that I had half-imagined it, but Marcus's call confirmed that I was right."You might've saved my life, Evelyn," he told me seriously.
Charles is about to pack up his briefcase and head from his office back up to his living quarters. He's not looking forward to it, to be frank - Daisy has become more of a nightmare than usual to deal with lately.Her pregnancy is now in its third trimester, and Charles isn't looking forward to the end result of that, either. She's as big as a house, for one thing, no longer the slender, beautiful woman he married when her bump was barely showing.And she nags him all t
"I'm telling you, Elsa, I've had just about enough," Daisy says to her maid, who is really more like her best friend at this point. Elsa started working for Daisy when they were both only 14, and their relationship has grown into some strange but amicable melding of friendship and business.Elsa, who has finished putting away all of Daisy's dry cleaning, has joined her on the couch in Daisy's luxurious private living room. Even Charles isn't allowed in here, and thank god for that. Daisy can't stand how the man has to snoop around and stick his nose into everything.
I'm sitting at my desk in the Alpha's mansion, looking over some of the notes that I made during my last check up appointment with Emmett. Thankfully, his recovery has gone very well, though he still needs even more rest than he did before.Everyone "in the know" is even more protective over him than we used to be. He's also given up his afternoon tea completely, which is sad but understandable. I wonder if the poor man will ever be able to drink tea again.Honestly, it just makes me so