~Grace~I couldn’t believe it.Was it Liam’s? He had gone behind my back that quickly?He wanted an heir so badly that he got busy with Sophia the very moment she crawled back to him!My stomach turned, and I felt sick and dizzy.So it really was all about my infertility. Liam had promised me count
~Grace~I was back in my old house. I hadn’t been in my old bedroom for at least a week, and it looked like a mess.I held the moonstone earrings Alex had given me in the palm of my hand, turning them over. They glinted in the warm light of my bedroom.I hated being in here, hated pretending I had f
There was just one very obvious silent voice in the hall that taunted Liam.Liam felt like he had finally won. He had gotten things under control. I had come back to him, people were praising him.The last thing he needed to do to rectify his lost dignity was to humiliate Alex.I had stood politely
~Third person~“Well said, Alex,” Thor, Alex’s wolf, praised him.He looked Grace up and down possessively, taking in every curve, crease, and line on her body“Liam isn’t worthy of such a beautiful woman,” Thor growled, fuming that Liam’s hand was wrapped around her waist.Alex showed no change in
~Grace~Have you ever done something you regret? Well, l have.My biggest regret was making my husband the alpha king and saving his ass from that group of rogues.I knew this made me sound evil. But trust me. What he did to me after my injury was unforgivable. l will not forget the day my life turn
~Grace~I saw Liam’s face register shock briefly, and Sophia buried her face in his shoulder, crying. I watched them, unphased.“As your Alpha, you will not refuse me,” Liam said, voice low and menacing.I barely managed to conceal my scoff. No right to refuse him? Excuse me?I scowled at him and re
~Grace~“What-” I started to say before I took a step back. A massive figure loomed over me, blocking out the moonlight, emitting a powerful aura.He stood proud and tall, his body a mountain of what had to be battle-hardened muscle beneath his jeans and t-shirt that threatened to split at the seams
~Third person~Alexander sat back in his chair, combat boots kicked up on his desk, scattering papers to the floor. He crossed his arms behind his head as he closed his eyes, Grace’s face appearing in his mind. He’d never met a woman like her. Her boldness, her feistiness… It impressed him, really.