“You don’t know?” Jose asks, raising a brow. “I figured he would have told you.” “I only know that the engagement was planned.” I respond slowly. “Aside from that, I didn’t pry, but since you’re openly showing hostility, I would like to hear your side of things.” Maybe it was because Denali was wi
[Elise’s POV] I let out a sigh of relief as steaming hot water ran over my body. Who knew that Marty wouldn’t go easy on me while we were training and would leave me so damn sore? I felt my muscles screaming at me. “I’ll make him pay.” I growl, beginning to wash my body. “Just wait. Come tomorrow,
[Elise’s POV] I yank my wrist free of Jose’s grip and attempt to leave, but am stopped as Marty and Rosco block the doorway. Frowning, I slowly look from one man to the next while debating what the chances were of me actually escaping. “Where do you think you’re going?” Rosco asks when I try to co
“I don’t really care, to be honest.” William admits. “I’m sure that whatever it is can be handled easier than holding a woman hostage, don’t you think?” “What a gentleman.” Marty chuckles, his posture relaxing. “But I’m afraid the only way for her to escape is to go through us.” Feeling my fight o
[Rosco's POV] I watch as William and Elise begin to run away as if they were two thieves fleeing a scene. The sight annoys the hell out of me, but I don't move to chase. “There they go.” Marty chuckles, coming to stand beside me. “Should we chase?” “Leave em be.” Jose chuckles, appearing behind u
“William?” Denali repeats, curiosity flashing in her eyes. “So they're alone somewhere right now.” “That is the gist of it.” I respond, turning over and wrapping my arms around her while burying my face in her stomach. “You don't sound too pleased.” Didn't sound pleased. Well, I guess I sounded h
[Denali’s POV] I don’t immediately speak as Rosco’s question settles around us. Even though I was the one who brought up the subject of my mother, it had been so long since I truly said anything about her that I wasn’t exactly sure if I wanted to relive those days of watching her slowly wither away
[William’s POV] I keep my gaze fixed on Elise as she stares at me like I am some sort of foreign being. Was it really that strange for someone to say such a thing to her, or was it a problem because it was me? “If you keep staring at me like that, I’m going to kiss you.” I warn, leaning closer. E