James. I knew it was wrong to lose my cool the way I did, but Caspian crossed all boundaries with Olivia. I could see the discomfort from the way they moved. I did not like what he was doing, so I approached them. It was a big mistake, and now everyone was murmuring about it. Olivia seemed a bit uncomfortable, and that wasn't my intention. I could not wait to end the pretence. While we danced, I wanted to hold her to my chest in the presence of everyone, but I dared not. I looked at her where she sat with Paul; my brothers and cousins were making her happy. I noticed Paul had his eyes on a brunette at the party, but did not approach her because of Olivia. His love and devotion towards us were incredible. Chloe went to scold Olivia, and I felt it was unfair because it wasn't her fault that I lost my cool. From the look on Olivia's face, she wasn't going to dance again. Chloe walked up to me after talking to Olivia, and I composed myself. "What was that about, James?" She asked, an
James. We arrived at diamond corp and proceeded to the mansion from there. Chloe did not speak to me throughout the trip. I held Olivia throughout to assure her she had nothing to worry about. When we arrived home, Chloe was the first to alight the car. Paul, Olivia and I disembarked after her. The driver took Emma to the base so she could return to Dome with the military aid she had requested. I would miss Emma, and from the look in Olivia's eyes, she would miss her too. I was surprised that Emma wasn't her bossy self throughout her visit. Olivia and I returned to our wing of the house. I had a surprise for her, hoping she would like it. When we got to the corridor, she moved toward her room, and I stopped her. "What?" She asked me with a broad grin. Paul walked past us and went to his room. I watched him move away from us and bowed my head to giggle. My brother knew what I was up to. "You don't sleep there anymore," I told Olivia, and she frowned at me. "I had them move your st
James Chloe's denial got to me, but there was nothing I could do about it. I also knew Uncle Caleb wouldn't get involved because Chloe was an adult. I looked at my sister on the couch she sat on and remembered when our mother sat there, heavily pregnant with Tristan. The image reminded me of a question that troubled my heart, and I opened my mouth to speak. "Why don't you have children, Chloe?" I asked her, and she had a tinge of sadness in her eyes. "I need you to be honest with me. I won't judge. I am your brother, and you know I care about you. I promise I won't judge." I said, pleading with her to open up. "I am ready, but David isn't." She said, and I was relieved by her explanation. I was worried that she could not conceive. If that was the issue, then it was okay. "Please spend some time with us before you return to Eastwood," I pleaded, and she smiled at me. "You have that girl; you do not need company. I will be going home tomorrow. I can't leave David alone in Eastwood
James Olivia did not return to the room until late in the night. I wondered where she was because she had on her pyjamas. She avoided looking at me and came to lay next to me. It was unlike her not to snuggle close. "Hey," I said, and she did not look at me. I figured something was bothering her, so I sat up in bed to find out what the matter was. "Are you alright?" I asked her, and she nodded, but I knew she wasn't. "I linked you twice, and you ignored me, Olly. Is everything okay? Did anything happen with your mother?" I asked her, and she shook her head. "Where were you?" I asked her, and she looked at me. "I went to the lake in the estate," She said, and I saw her puffy eyes. "Why are you crying," I asked her, and she turned away from me. I didn't want her to sleep like this, so I touched her shoulder, and she turned to look at me. "What is the matter?" I asked, and she sighed. "I do not want to get my hopes up, James," she said, and I frowned at her. "Why will you say t
James. We sat in the office, wondering what our next move would be. We had nothing to work with and nowhere to start. "We need to tell Uncle Caleb," I told Paul, and he looked at me worried. We both felt ashamed that this magnitude of attack happened right under our noses. "They trusted us with the island," he said, voicing my worries, and I nodded. "We need all the help we can get on this, Paul. Uncle Caleb is the best investigator I know." I told him, and he nodded. "My father, too," William said, and I agreed. "Let's go home," I told my brother, and he stood up. I told William and Dwayne to start the investigation while Paul and I left for the mansion to break the news to uncle Caleb. I was sure Emma had told her father, but we needed to report to him officially. While Paul drove, I thought of something important. "You know what this means, right?" I told my brother, and he nodded. "How can we fight a war without ammunition? Whoever we are up against decided to cripple
James Paul and I sat in the home office at the mansion to coordinate things. Lyle still needs to solve the signal jammers, but William has sent the troops to Augustine to get the weapons. We did not know how long it would take because we were purchasing from a black market, so there won't be paper trails linking to us. The weapons would be more expensive that way, but our enemies would not know of it. I wondered what Olivia was doing at the holiday house. With the network gone, there was a possibility she would panic. I doubt she would know to come to the mansion. It was late in the afternoon, and Paul and I were still handling matters when Uncle Caleb walked in. "Update," he said and sat on the couch. He was very calm, and I knew it was because he had the experience, but I doubted what they faced with Regan was of this magnitude. Our entire island was in jeopardy, and the enemies had yet to reach out to us. The television was permanently on WCTV, so we could listen to thei
James. Paul left for Eastwood while I waited for Olivia to be brought to the Mansion. I did not know how I would look at her. I knew what I was about to do was unfair and wrong. How could uncle Caleb expect me to treat a woman I cared about like this? I thought of her fears, and it baffled me that she was right. There was a possibility that she would see our relationship in a different light after this. "They are here, Alpha. Should we let her go to your room, or should we bring her to your office?" Axel said, and I felt like shit. He had referred to her as a suspect. "Bring her to my office. She shouldn't know she is being monitored," I told Axel and closed the mind link connection. Soon, Olivia entered my office looking worried. She rushed to me and hugged me. I stood up so I could hold her properly. Her eyes were puffy, which indicated she had been crying. "I am glad you are alright," She said, holding onto me tightly. "I saw the news; the network was gone. I was afraid you
James. I called William to prep a helicopter that would take me to Eastwood. My heart was heavy about what I wanted to do. I was conflicted, but I knew I had to follow protocol. Arresting Chloe will mean whoever is setting her up will not be able to do any more damage in her name. Olivia sat up in bed and watched me as I dressed up. "Where are you going?" She asked, and I looked at her while buttoning my shirt. I felt like shit to have suspected her in the first place. I was so glad she did not know. I went to her and kissed her. She returned the kiss, and I could smell her fear. I bent to kiss her neck where my mark would rest one day, and sucked on the skin gently. A moan escaped her lips and I pulled away. "I am off to Eastwood to see Chloe and Paul. I will be back. I promise I am not going to war," I assured her, and she sighed with relief. I knew she was afraid, and it was normal for her to feel that way after all I had told her. "Are you sure you don't want me to com