Kate’s POV
Karen dumped herself into the chair opposite me letting out a loud tired sigh. She mumbled something unclear to herself and backed it up with a hiss. Her wolf was growling immensely too.
“Okay, before the tsunami sets loose. What is the matter?” I asked.
“I am going to commit murder and admit to my crimes. James is driving me to the edge with his demands.”
“What do you mean?”
Kate’s POVI blinked rapidly trying to process the words while the people around whispered to themselves. The ground underneath me swirled. I want to scream and question whoever cares to hear me why any sane person would do this to my car. My heart thumped painfully and my feet went numb. I tried to breathe but ended up gasping hard for it. “Kate?” Karen called out. She had her hand on my shoulder but it felt quite faint. “Take a deep breath. I have just called Mark. He would be here now.” My words followed each other in a stutter. “I…I can’t. W…wh
Kate’s POVMy wolf howled into the night as I ran like someone running to protect her life. The series event a day before had me losing sleep. I can’t seem to concentrate on anything. All I wanted was to have a word with the suspects. I doubted Judith before but from the look of things. It would only be smart to ask her the necessary questions. Maybe I underestimated her and she is enjoying the game of being anonymous. After running for a while. I returned to the house, Mark was in the kitchen making toast. “Wow, someone woke up quite hungry. It’s barely morning yet.” I sai
Mark’s POVI stared at my work with pride. The painting looked like a masterpiece. I do not enjoy blowing my horns or feeling too prideful, but there is no other way to express this except to say I did a good job. It’s large and overwhelming. But I eventually finished it. Handing it over to the owner almost feels painful. I dedicated too much time to it. “The time isn’t what matters. What does is that it came out beautifully.” My wolf mused. Nodding my head in approval, I patted the painting one more time as it got ready to be moved. My phone rang as the truck drove off.
Mark’s POVI should learn the art of not getting too carried away in whatever situation I find myself in. If I wasn’t so comfortable, I could have avoided this situation of sitting across a table with Rayna in a coffee shop. Stupid Carl wouldn’t even let me process it before teasing and sending dumb emojis to me. It took a while before I let myself get persuaded by Rayna’s invitation to sit with her for a while. Everything about her reeks of trouble. I have never had an ex as persistent as she is. The strange smile was plastered to her face as if she had some hidden agenda that was yet to occur to me. “Rayna, what do you have to say to me? I have my day planned out already.” I broke the silence as it was becoming draining.She cleared her throat, sitting up. “I miss you, Mark.” My first instinct was to walk out on her. But my gentleman aura wouldn’t let me behave in such a manner. So I held up a stern frown staring at her blankly. “I believe, you didn’t make me leave my friend by h
Kate’s POVThe meeting isn’t exactly going as desired. My eyes kept staring intently at each of them as if there might be a chance of me figuring out the one who had been messing with my peace of mind. It has become so tasking lately to get a good sleep. Every time I shut my eyes I am plagued by the bloody sight of my car. I had to ask for the car's color to be changed. Can’t risk having consistent fallback because of it. And there was Dame who sat like he owned the rest of us. He had come late to the meeting and for the life of me wouldn’t stop blabbing like he knew more than everyone seated. Could he be the one? Dame has many reasons as to why he could be the one threatening me. He wants his company so bad and hates that I am the one running it. To think a full-grown adult like him can’t be rid of pettiness. He reeks of it so hard, I wonder how anyone ever finds him attractive. My wolf howled in agreement. If there is one thing I wish so badly for, it is to have him ripped apart a
Kate’s POVFrom office to the jail. I should write a story of my life that depicts it. It’s not like I am much of a writer, but the rage that swells inside me should be enough motivation to pen some shattering words enough to break a soul apart. But you only break souls when the receiving party has one. The bastard that I intend to deal with doesn’t have one. I would have to find a better way, probably dark magic to bring him to his knees. Because nothing physical is working. “You are fuming.” My wolf mentioned the obvious like I do not know already. Here I am tucked away in a smelly four-wall that almost feels like it would close up on me because I missed the one I desired to hurt so badly. The vase I had thrown missed Dame as the target and went to hit the poor girl. Dame took the chance to call his guards on me and here I am. If it was Dame I would pray he never survives it. But for the lady who knows nothing about the beef between me and the stupid dude. I want her to be back o
Kate’s POVLois was the one who came to bail me out. I couldn’t express myself as I wanted to because of how cold his face looked. So I waited patiently until he drove me home. Karen and Mark, including Carl, were waiting for me at the house. Karen ran towards me, asking a series of questions about what happened. All I could do was nod slowly. “Lois?” I called out to him. He halted in his pacing. “How many times Kate?” His voice sounded gruff and unfriendly. “How many fucking times did I tell you to stay the hell away from Dame? Didn’t I tell you he would only land you in a heap of trouble if you keep letting him get to you? Do you know what would have become of you if that lady had been injured beyond that? She is the daughter of an elder. If he wasn’t so lenient, Dame would have used that opportunity to get rid of you for good. How can you be so dumb?” “Lois!” I barked. “Don’t you ever speak to me like that again? You are not the one who has to do with sleepless nights. I am. Di
Mark’s POVI felt quite bad talking to Kate the way I did yesterday. It even kept me awake. But then it would be silly of us to not speak the truth to her. I haven’t known Lois for long, but I can attest to it that he is a good one to have as a friend. Cool-headed and loving. At some point, I felt jealous of his affection towards Kate and thought he might have a hidden crush on her. But it turns out he is just being himself. As long as his heart chooses to love you, that is all that matters to him. After trying his contact many times, I knew Kate had said too much beyond what she should have. At the same time, I worry she might have taken it the wrong way. I would never do anything to hurt her again. She means too much to me now. “Do you think we are doing too much?” I asked Karen from the kitchen while staring back at Kate’s door. “From the look of things, you might fail woefully at being a father,” Karen replied. “You don’t think I feel bad too? We are leaving her to herself whe
Kate’s POV“For someone that went to a party. Why are you chugging down the cereal as if starved?” Karen questioned. I chewed the ones in my mouth slowly trying not to choke. It wasn’t until I got home that I realized I didn’t get to eat anything at the party which doesn’t even sound right. There were varieties of mouth-watering meals on the buffet table. I think the problem was me being too reserved to dive into those premium delicacies. Charles was too preoccupied with himself that he just dropped me at home and drove off. Would probably be pissed that I have to thi
Kate’s POVWhen Charles had boasted about his daughter, I thought she was a pretty little thing. Only to be slammed in the face with a young teen celebrating her thirteenth birthday. And I have to say, there is nothing pretty about her. She acts like a little bitch. Coupled with the fact that she already got her wolf, I pity the meek children she must be attending school with. Daisy my ass. Since I walked into the party space all she has done is order the house workers around and scream at every little thing. When Charles said to go say hello to the birthday girl, I wasn’t sure how I felt about it. “Hey, my princess. Meet my friend, Kate.” Charles introduced us.
Dame’s POVI can feel my dick deep in her throat but the excitement wasn’t there. Instead, I feel the strong urge to jam her head right against the wall for being so sloppy. What does she think she is doing gagging like that? Sucking my teeth, I pushed her roughly backward. She blinked like a dummy. “Did I do something wrong, my lord?” She asked. “Yes, you suck. Get the hell out!” I ordered, ruffling my hair. Picking up my whiskey-filled glass, I stared at it
Author’s POV“Was it that fun?” Karen cackled as Kate narrated her date with Charles and how much time they spent together. Kate giggled on the other end. “Believe me, Karen. He is the most interesting man I have ever come across. I want more outings with him and I can’t wait for you to return and meet him. He invited me to his daughter’s birthday this weekend.” “Oh, wow. He has a child and he wants you to meet her already. He sounds like someone who knows exactly what he wants and doesn’t hold back from getting it.”
Kate’s POV“Is it that funny?” Charles asked, taunting me when he knew well that his words were hilarious. It's unlikely that I have had this sort of moment with anyone before. From Charles's words, one can tell just how mischievous he is. Regaling me with tales of his childhood and the silly things he has indulged in being an adult. It was worth calling him. I can’t believe I have been pushing a moment as delightful as this back for a long time. Waving my hand, I cleared my throat. “If we continue this way I might lose my voice. Charles, you are a handful. How is it that you are still single?” I inquired nosily. He is obviously in the same age group as Dame. And men of power like them like to show just how much hold they have on a woman. He shrugged taking a sip of his drink. “Well, it seems my baggage might be too much for others to carry.” Quirking my brow, I asked. “How is that?” “I have a daughter.” He announced. “Oh.” I wasn’t expecting that. Maybe I should have just maint
Kate’s POVNo one told me just how bored one can get when there isn’t much to do or long conversations to get by. After spending two days all by myself I had to come to the conclusion that I can’t do much alone. Lois who would have made it easier for me to cope followed his woman home. She had lost her maternal grandmother and needed the support. Lois had offered that I come with them. But I hate being in an unfamiliar environment with no one to stick to my side through it all. Throwing my arms out, I rolled on the rug countlessly. I have exhausted my wolf so much that she has refused to respond to me. I have done more runs in the woods to clear my head in the last two days than I have ever done in years. If I were her, I would blank out too. I have had long talks with Karen, Marilyn, and Mark. They all seem to be having fun without me. But that sounds silly of me to say knowing no one is stopping me from showing up. Inhaling deeply, I sat up looking around the house as I thought of
Mark’s POVMy eyes remained glued to my phone screen as I took a sip of my drink. I don’t know why she hasn’t called me yet. It’s been over an hour. If that asshole tries anything stupid, I would have him beaten to a pulp. “If you wanted to remain glued to your phone. You shouldn’t have accepted my invitation to come out with me. Are you expecting something or someone?” Carl inquired with his nose up. I clicked my tongue in response. “It’s Karen. She asked that I pick her up from where she went. But I haven’t gotten any message or call from her.” “She is probably still busy where she is. Moreover, when did she arrive?” Early this morning.” I was surprised when she called and said she was arriving at the Diamond Pack airport. I spoke to Kate yesterday and she didn’t mention anything about Karen coming home. It wasn't until Karen told me exactly why that I realized why Kate didn’t say anything. I have always regarded James from afar and didn’t expect him to put up such a crappy att
Kate’s POVLois was right about me not getting over the trauma of being assaulted so quickly. In the past three days since the incident, I have become a scared cat. I close my eyes and Dame with his vicious hands are the things that haunt me. When I am alone, I am on alert glancing back and forth like I fear he would leap out of nowhere and pounce on me. That bastard! Even though I know in my head that he isn’t coming. I still feel anxious no matter how much I try to downplay it. I have worked out persistently to keep my mind focused on something else, but it does very little. The more I see the scar on my neck the more I am reminded of it. Checking the mirror now there are little to no scratches there and it brought relief to me. I finally wouldn’t have to keep seeing it. Karen and Lois have been amazing. Watching over me and treating me like I was truly deserving of all they had to offer. Every day I wake up and thank the goddess for putting this amazing set of people in my life.
Kate’s POVMy eyes felt swollen from crying so hard. I struggled a bit to get on my feet. My wolf whimpered at the strangling pain in my neck. Lois was right about seeing a doctor. Fear had taken a soul grip on me when Dame had grabbed me by the neck. The short life that I have lived flashed in front of my eyes and I wished I had lived a more fulfilled life. Nothing prepared me for his actions. I couldn’t process the thought of him being someone that I once sought solace in. For a long time, I wondered if the problem was with me and I just couldn’t be loved as desired. But the answers came to me today. Dame is a horrible person who doesn’t deserve any good person in his life. That might sound too harsh of a judgment coming from me, but it is how I feel. I feel so sorry for Jean who had to endure such file treatment every now and then. One thing I am proud that I did though was giving him the taste of his own medicine. He would reel in pain for the most part of today. He doesn’t dese