[Rosco’s POV] “Will you keep an eye on Denali?” I turn to my mother, taking in her look of confusion and worry. When I was finished with Manny, I would need to tell her what was happening. I knew that in the end she would be worried, but this involved not only me and Denali but also her grandchild
[Elise’s POV] “Warren!” I cling to the bars of my cell while the guard's name dances off my tongue. I knew he was here, even if he was trying to pretend he wasn’t. “Warren!” I repeat, crushing my face between two bars. “I know you’re there; why are you ignoring me?” Goddess, I was bored, and the
“Do you think I’m just going to let you off with that?” Rosco growls, pulling a key from his pocket. “If you won’t try to do it yourself, then I’m more than willing to encourage you.” “Encourage me.” I hiss, jumping to my feet while he begins to unlock my cell. “What the fuck do you have planned?”
[Elise’s POV] I rush forward while Rosco’s inaudible yells drift past me. As I move, I can hear a commotion taking place right where I’m heading, and by the time I reach them, I find them—three men working to break the lock of my piece-of-shit father’s cell. “No, you don’t!” I growl, peeling off m
As I move, I find Rosco and Warren finishing off their opponents, and when they spot me, they move, flanking me. Together, we move up to the main floor of Emerald Moon’s packhouse and toward Denali’s room while I pray to the goddess that both she and Serenity are alright. When I reach their room,
[William’s POV] I sit quietly, watching the man in front of me as he takes a sip of coffee. Since my arrival, he has remained silent, and I can’t help but wonder if he is suspicious of something. If he was, that would be problematic for my purpose. When I woke up this morning, I fully intended to
[Rosco’s POV] “WHAT?” I roar, rage rushing through. “How the hell can that be possible? Where the fuck were the guards when this was happening?” “About that…” Warren responds, his unease clear on his face. “Nevermind, I don’t even need you to answer. Fuck!” Dammit. This had to all be preplanned
[William’s POV] I lean against the wall, watching while Uncle Hamilton fusses over Aunt Naomi. Since we arrived, she has remained unconscious, but her vitals were good and strong, so she could wake up at any time. Tearing my gaze away from them, I take in Elise’s unmoving form and feel something i