Please bear with me if there are any errors. I am not feeling too good. I will edit the chapter later. Hugs.
Tia I linked William to prep Emily for questioning after changing my protective gear. I wanted to know all the secrets she found tangled in Caspian's sheets. There was a possibility she hoped to work on him just like she tried to work on James. I hurried out of the locker room and linked Dwayne to find out where Emily's questioning would take place. "In the eight-room, Luna," Dwayne replied, and I told them I would soon be there. "James, where are you?" I linked my son. "Paul and I are in the eight-room," He replied, and I quickened my steps. I did not want them to engage Emily. "Do not engage her," I warned. "I haven't spoken a word to her, but I can't say the same for Chloe. She was mad and tried to beat Emily up; Paul had to hold her," James said, and I hurried my steps. Everyone was present when I arrived at the room, and Emily was in silver cuffs in a chair. She looked haggard, and she had lost a lot of weight. I guess running from Caspian had made her stop her beauty r
Olivia. Emma came to the room an hour after James left. I was happy to hang out with her because she was warm and friendly. As much as I noticed Chloe had changed, she still scared me. I wondered how they found out about David and Emily, or maybe they had known all along. I was glad she was out of prison because I knew locking her up got to James and added to his stress. "Goddess, you look like shit," Emma said, sitting on the couch in the room, and I giggled. "Try being Caspian's prisoner for a month and see how well you do," I said, and she raised her hand, surrendering and shaking her head. "No, please, thank you," She said and winked at me. "Congratulations, by the way," She said, and I smiled at her. "You are lucky, you know," Emma said, and I nodded. One thing I was sure of was that no one gets away from Caspian, but my mother and I had gotten away. I was grateful for it. Thinking of the day David took me to Eastwood, I thought I could handle it. I thought I could man
James Being connected to Olivia made me feel invincible. I never knew how incomplete I was until I claimed her. Suddenly everything came into focus. I watched her sleep peacefully, and was glad she looked better than when I took her from Caspian. I was delighted; I snapped out of my sadness and did the right thing. I would have truly lost everything. I kissed her forehead and went to get ready for the day. I planned on taking Olivia to see her mother, so I decided to rush through my day job as alpha and return. Knowing she would feel sad waking up in an empty room, I left her a note telling her I would be back by twelve to take her to her mother, and then I linked Emma to plead with her to help me keep Olivia company while I was away. I tried to link Chloe and heard she had left for the base with Dwayne early in the morning. I wondered what the two of them might be doing there. I quietly got ready so I didn't disturb Olivia's sleep and left my room. I bumped into my father in
James. Chloe and Dwayne walked into my office after Paul and I had finished discussing, and I noticed Dwayne was exhausted, but my sister had no mark on her neck. "That was sick," Dwayne said to me, and I could not smile because that would be insensitive to do after having a sensitive discussion with Paul. "What was sick?" Paul asked him with a half smile. "The bastard wouldn't do what we requested, so James came up with the bright idea of skinning his third leg with silver," he said, and Paul widened his eyes and looked at me. "That was sick. I am sure you came up with that because of Mom and uncle Kirk," he said, smiling, and I nodded. "Congratulations," I told my sister, who was beaming with joy and rubbing her bare neck. " We want to have a small wedding this Saturday," Chloe said, and I looked at her. "You saw what mom did when Emma was getting married. I am sure now that you are getting with the right person, she would want to go big," I said, and she nodded. "I know, bu
James Olivia, Paul and I arrived at the rehabilitation centre. Guenevere was receiving treatment sometime around one in the afternoon. I noticed Olivia was nervous, so I held her hand to calm her down. "You need to relax, Olly. She is fine," I told her, and she smiled and looked at me. A staff member led us to Guenevere's room, and the woman was standing by the window and looking out. She looked healthy, and I could see the improvement. Guenevere looked in our direction and beamed at us. "Look at you," she said to her daughter and opened her arms. Olivia went to her and hugged her. They held each other tightly and wept. There was no doubt they loved each other deeply. The woman sacrificed everything for Olivia's sake. There was no way to replace that love. They broke the hug, and she looked at Olly's mark. "Do not worry darling, once Alpha James takes him out; you will be free," she said, still thinking the mark was Caspian's. It made me smile. " No, mom, it's James' mar
James "What is the matter?" Olivia asked me while I dressed so I could go to the hospital. "Pack matters. I want to check on an injured shoulder in the hospital; there's no cause for alarm, darling." I said, and she stood up. "I want to come," she said, and I shook my head. "You need to rest. We have had a hectic day, Olly. Please. I will be back before you know it." I told her, and she reluctantly agreed. I went to her and pulled her close, then kissed her lips sweetly. "I will be back before you know it, darling. I love you," I said, and she wrapped her arms around me. "Be careful, James. It is too late in the night, and Caspian is a sick bastard," she said, and I could see she was still afraid of Caspian. I did not know what he did to her when she was with him, but I hope one day she will open up about it so we can heal together. I lifted her chin with my hand to look into her eyes. "You are with me now. Do not be afraid of Caspian, and don't worry about him doing anything
James I returned to the house and found Olivia sleeping peacefully in bed. I snuggled into bed next to her and held her. We deserved some peace, and I knew that we would get it. We had so much to live for now. One man's greed could not stop us from living our lives. She adjusted into my arms, and I closed my eyes to catch some sleep. I woke up late in the morning. Olivia was still sleeping. It was nine in the morning. I hurriedly got dressed and went to my home office. Paul was there, and from how he looked, he had just gotten there. "Good morning," I said, and he smiled at me. "Did you sleep well?" he asked, and I nodded. "Mom, dad, uncle Caleb, Uncle Kirk, Uncle Mike and William are on their way to discuss the Salter mission. We are to leave tonight," He said, and I frowned at him. "Why tonight?" I asked him, wondering who decided to make that decision without my consent. "I decided it, James," Paul said, and I controlled my shock. "I decided it because we are on a clock.
James We arrived at the base, and everyone was gearing up to leave for the mission. We did not know what to expect, especially since a traitor had given us the information, but we were hopeful. I noticed my mother and Uncle Caleb were preparing two vans to drive us to Trent, so I approached to question them. "Why are we driving to Trent?" I asked, and my mother raised an eyebrow. "So you want Caspian to know you visited Trent, which shares a forest with Eastwood?" She asked me, making my question sound stupid. But I was really in a hurry, and I did not see anything wrong with taking a chopper to Trent. "I am in charge of the rest of Woodclaw. Our agreement does not state I am not allowed to fly to other parts of Woodclaw. Besides, Trent is far from Eastwood. He wouldn't think much of it," I said, and uncle Caleb smiled. "Do you think Caspian is stupid enough not to keep an eye on our activities? If you land in Trent, he would want to know why you are in Trent. It is the art of w