“So that means that ---” “Yes. I always knew that you were special; I just did not know that you were the chosen one. I did not know that many years later, when Jessica told me.” Lily got up and went over to my father. She gave him a huge hug. “Thank you.” “Was that why you accepted her into
(Stephanie POV) My heart racing, I immediately began looking for my mother. I could not find her anywhere. “Mom!” I shouted in the mind-link. “Where are you?!!?” “I am in the Steffie Garden with Jane and Sheila. Are you okay?” “I am on my way!” I replied. I hurried downstairs and cut through the packhouse kitchen, shoving any omegas who dared to get in my way. A couple of them fell and began crying, but that was their problem. I needed to get to my mother as quickly as possible. I finally arrived, finding her having afternoon tea with Jane and Sheila. The Steffie Garden had been built and named after me after I “died.” It had previously been used as a lounge for omegas during their breaks, but my mother wanted an interior garden space dedicated to my memory, and this was the only room that was not only big enough but that could also have large portions of the roof replaced with glass to allow a sufficient amount of sunlight. The best part about the Steffie Garden was th
Urgh. Seriously. Why do people keep bringing Jackson up?!? Jackson was part of my past. James is my future. “Jackson is with his father.” “But you are his mother.” “Not anymore. His father is more than capable of taking care of him.” “Don’t you care about your own flesh and blood?” "URGH. SHUT UP ALREADY," I thought to myself. I needed to figure out how to close this little chapter once and for all. The last thing that I need is the topic of Jackson and Antonio interfering with my relationship with James. I had been thinking for months about how to solve the Jackson/ Antonio problem, but I had not had any good ideas. But then, the solution hit me. Right when I needed it the most. Granted, the solution was a bit cliché and a bit overused, but who was going to have the guts to challenge me on it? I covered my face with my hands and forced myself to start crying. “Are you okay, honey? What is wrong?” “Mom, it’s just… Jackson… it is so hard for me every time someone b
(Lily POV) James laughed as he responded to a text on his phone. He then put the phone down and climbed into bed next to me. We were currently staying in a hotel about 25 minutes from West Mountain Pack. The hotel would act as our base of operations until we executed our final plans. “Was that
I went over to his house after I got off work. I knocked on the door, but no one answered. But I heard screaming from inside. To make a long story short, Joey’s dad was wasted drunk and angry. I guess Joey’s parents were heavily in debt and they were afraid that they were going to lose their hou
(James POV) It was finally show time. Again. Was I nervous? I would be lying if I said that I wasn’t… especially after what happened last time. However, things were different than before. The last time that we were on the cusp of taking over the pack, I knew that I loved Lily, but I did not kn
(Alpha Randall POV) At 6:25 p.m., I kissed my wife and headed down to my office to meet our disappointment of a son. I did not know why I agreed to meet with him, much less why I was making an effort to be on time. Timeliness was important to me, but it was not important to James. I knew I woul
“Did you hit your head while you were away, Son? I am the alpha of this pack until I say otherwise.” “No, you are not. You are not fit to be alpha. You have not been for 26 years, when you relinquished control to Margie. Too many pack members and wolves have been hurt because of your selfishnes