Trista’s POVHazel and I rushed home. She drove like a bat of out hell, but I didn’t even object once.Was it true? Had Liam found out where I lived? Had he seen the children?We pulled into the driveway and ran up to the house. But before we were even inside, we heard a male voice inside the house. He was talking to my children!I shot Hazel a nervous look as I reached for the doorknob.If Liam found out these were his children, what would he do? I’d done everything I could to hide the truth from him. My heart pounded in my chest.I looked at Hazel with a pleading look. After all, Liam was Hazel's Alpha, and the pack's rule was that you could not betray the Alpha's order. But I knew Hazel would not betray me. I didn't want to put her in a difficult position.I gestured to Hazel and waved my hand to let her go first. But Hazel shook her head and tapped her chest. She winked at me and made a gesture as zipped her mouth. We grew up together and know each other best. I know I can al
“Emmmm, your friend is… cute.”Johnson glanced out the window at the back of Hazel's leaving. I took a quick peek at him and joked to him, “You are the type of man my friends like. I can create some opportunities for you two. ”“No, no, no. I'm just curious about what your friends from childhood are like. You rarely make friends in France. I'd better continue reading stories to the children.” Johnson nervously explained and closed the curtains tightly, which made me laugh.After Hazel’d left, I sat on the couch and listened to Johnson finish his story. He was enthralling as a story teller. He used different voices for the characters and everything. The house felt cozy and warm. Comfortable. I realized it wasn’t just the children that had missed Johnson.After dinner, Gladice cleaned up the dishes, then I excused her for the night.“Well, I really should get the kids ready for bed,” I said to Johnson, trying to subtly cue him that it was time for him to go, too.“Sure. I’ll just wait h
Trista’s POV The following week was the most relaxing one I’d had since I returned to Summerset. Having Johnson in the house felt so natural. Gladice was not very comfortable at first, letting Johnson be alone with Belle and Billy. But after a day, she told me that she had never met a young man like Johnson who had never had children of his own but took great care of the kids. I smiled. Indeed, I could not imagine without Johnson how I would have managed to raise a pair of twins alone in a foreign country for five years. Johnson came home one day, bursting through the door. “I have fabulous news,” he said. “I found Billy and Belle a school for kindergarten.” I was planning on enrolling them in the local public school, so I cocked my head, curious about this ‘school’ of Johnson’s. “It’s called the Scornbrooke Academy. Actually Hazel recommended it to me.” he explained, his eyes gleaming with excitement.
Trista’s POVThe day of the big photo shoot finally arrived. I walked into the HS building, my stomach in knots. I was actually nervous about running into Liam. He’d given me my space, which I was grateful for, but I knew we couldn’t avoid each other forever.I got to the dressing room and was surprised to see that Stevia was already there.“Darling!” she said, rushing towards me. She air-kissed me on both cheeks. “Lovely to see you again. You look fabulous! Have you lost weight? You’ve lost weight. You can’t fool me!”I blushed. I hadn’t lost any weight. She was just being kind. But I appreciated it. I wasn’t sure how she would be towards me after the whole media launch debacle. I was thrilled to see there were no hard feelings. In fact, it felt like we were old friends. She linked her arm in mine and led me over to the mirror.Brenda was waiting for me at the table. “No need for a full makeover this time,” she winked. I thought back to the afternoon I’d spent with her and the ma
Trista’s POV Johnson was NOT happy. I could see it on his face. I scrambled out of Liam’s arms and back onto my feet, even though my ankle was throbbing.“I thought you were shooting a product endorsement. But it looks to me like you’re filming some sort of romantic drama,” Johnson quipped sarcastically.“It’s not what it looks like,” Liam said defensively.“No? Because it looks like you were cradling Trista in your arms. If that’s not the case, then enlighten me.” Johnson glared at Liam. The tension in the air was palpable. Everyone could feel it.“She’s hurt. She tripped on a wire and cut her ankle. I was helping her. That’s all.”The tension in the air was palpable. Everyone could feel it. “Hurt?” Johnson’s eyes grew wide. He rushed over to me and knelt down to examine my ankle.“It’s nothing, Johnson, really,” I said dismissively. Everyone in the room was staring at us. I was embarrassed.“There’s…blood…” he said. Then he stood. His face was strange. Pale and twisted. Hid
Liam’s POVThe staff members trickled out of the studio, leaving that asshole Johnson and I alone in the room. He glared at me.I had a bad feeling about this man. The first time I met him, I’d dismissed him. He was just Trista’s boss. No big deal. At least…that’s what I’d thought.But then…Little things had tipped off. The way he ordered her favorite drink. The way he looked at her when she didn’t see. The way he always seemed to hover around her.And then today?The expression on his face when he barged in on us. I knew that expression.Jealousy.He saw Trista in my arms and he couldn’t hide it. He’d been jealous.He was more than her boss. I was pretty sure of it. I was a decent judge of character. It’s one of the reasons I was so successful in the business world. He had feelings for her. I decided to address it directly.“Why are you here?” I asked him.“Because I love Trista,” he replied bluntly.Oh. Bam. There it was. I didn’t expect him to confess his feelings so easily. Appar
Trista’s POVI have finished dealing with the wound and Stevia was with me. Apparently I don't want to become the one sandwiched between two men, so we went to the coffee shop in the lounge area on the second floor.Ding. I glanced at my phone. It was a text from Johnson. He wanted to know where I was so he could pick me up. I told him the name of the café.Stevia and I finished our coffees while we waited. I asked about her relationship with Liam but she was elusive. I wanted to question her further, when Johnson walked in.He didn’t look very happy.I was afraid that he and Liam had fought.“He really is a handsome one,” Stevia said to me as Johnson came to the table. “I suppose that makes your choice that much harder.” She was just teasing me in good fun, but Johnson didn’t take her comment well.He pressed his lips together angrily.“I saw on the news that you and Liam are together,” he said.She dismissively sipped her coffee. “We are, yes,” she said non-committedly.“Then
Trista’s POVThe children were overjoyed. They bounced around happily in the backseat, clapping their hands. Johnson, too, beamed with pride.The decision to call Johnson ‘daddy’ was a big decision.And I felt like I’d been left out of it.Seraphina whined softly as we drove home. That was odd, since she didn’t usually voice any concerns. She didn’t seem too pleased about this decision, and I didn’t know why. I tried to console her.As far as I know, she only showed this expression when she was scared. The last time she gave me this uneasy feeling was when I was a young adult and first went to a human school. I was in the library until 2 a.m. to study for an exam, and when I came out of the library, I had left my glasses behind.Usually, wolves have better eyesight at night, but that doesn't help us blind wolves.That night we encountered an unknown creature. At first we thought it was a burglar who might be taking advantage of the darkness to rob us. An ordinary human adult is not st