“You have to do what? Use yourself as bait? Listen to yourself, baby girl. This isn't any solution! You are only putting your life on the line for those who don't care about you! Can't you see that?” Mitch whirled around, his eyes blazing with barely restrained fury. “It's that bastard's fault. Had he not proposed such a stupid thing, you wouldn't be having this kind of thought.”“But —”“This is final, Summer. It's not up for debate. You are not using yourself as bait, we won't allow it!” I frowned at him, wondering what it would take for them to see what I was trying to show them. I would lie should I say I don't know how dangerous this would be, but with the right approach, we can get everything sorted out. “Won't you be there with me? You can lie waiting in the forest, and catch the killer when they try to take me. You can —”“We are not speaking of this anymore, Summer. You are not doing that and it's final. We won't allow you to hurt yourself because of people who don't love y
I rolled my eyes at his question as I took a helping of the fried rice and sat back. I didn't answer his questions, knowing it would bring rise to more. Though Mitch had never been this pissed with me, I had seen him with his brothers whenever he was furious at them. Replying to him would do more harm than good, which was why I pretended as if I didn't hear him. “Do you like the food?” Miles questioned, smiling at me. “Is it to your liking?”He looked shy, blushing as he waited for my reply. “Hmm. This tastes great,” I replied with a nod of my head, knowing that was something he wanted to hear. His face broke out in a smile as he leaned back on his chair, looking content. It wasn't difficult to make him smile. Just a word from me and he was already this thrilled. We ate in silence as I did everything in my power to ignore the men glaring at me. You would think they wouldn't eat tonight because they were pissed, but they did. They ended up eating almost all the meals Miles made for
“And what has Miles got to do with all this?”He sighed, looking towards his brother before he sat next to me and took my left hand in his. I wanted to ask him to let go, to show him I was still pissed at him, but I didn't. “You have to understand us, baby girl. We are only doing this because we love and care for you. We don't want to see you hurt,” he explained, reaching towards me to place his left palm on my head. “We wish to keep you safe. This is why we are doing this. It's not because we don't want you to help..”I puffed out a breath, not saying a word as I listened to him. “We want to keep you as safe and far away from the troubles of the pack as possible. You are pregnant, darling. you can't do something rash even if it's for the pack.”“We care a lot for you, Summer. That's why we are doing this. I know it might seem like we don't want you to help us, but that's not it,” Mike added, rising from the couch. He approached me and squatted in front of me, placing his hands on m
And that got me. I paused, looking at the phone before I asked in a low tone. “What do you know about the killer?”He chuckled at my question, sounding amused. I bet that was what he wished to hear. “Do you want to know about the man who has been causing trouble in the pack?”“The man? How did you know the gender? Who are you?” I questioned, not about to be fooled by a prank call. I still didn't recognize who I was speaking with and wanted to know it now more than ever. “Do you want to know who I am, Summer?” He demanded, chuckling at the end of the question. “Yes.”Had this been a normal circumstance, I would have snapped at him for wasting my time instead of going straight to the point, but I didn't. I wanted to know who the man was and why he called me to talk about the killer. There were still things I needed to know, and he seemed like the only person who could tell me what I wanted to hear. “I'm the one,” he stated, this time in a serious tone. I scoffed at that, crossing m
MITCHWe decided to always be there with our mates. Each of us took turns whenever we had to leave. For today, I was assigned to stay with her while the others left to check on the recent corpses. The killer had topped up their games. After the call he gave Summer, ten bodies showed up. And it had only been three days! Three fucking days. It made little sense to me. Why was he doing all this? What does he hope to gain? Luckily, he hasn't called Summer since that day. We kept her phone with us, waiting for him to call, but the bastard didn't. It seemed he somehow knew we were the ones holding the phone and refused to call, knowing we would answer it and trace him. We didn't tell Summer about the recent deaths, realizing that would only bother her. We wanted to keep her happy and her thoughts away from the pack. This was one of the doctor's instructions.“I want milk doughnuts,” Baby girl moaned, looking at me with puppy eyes. “Get some for me, darling. The babies are hungry,” she ad
SUMMERIt was fun teasing my mates. Who would have thought the game would be an interesting one to play? Sitting back on the couch, I looked at him, smiling when he scowled at me. “Are you pissed at me, Mitch?” I questioned, sniffing as I pretended to be upset. This was one of my ways. “No, I'm not. I can never be angry with you, darling,” he said, forcing a smile. “I'm just pissed at my work. It has nothing to do with you,” he added, his face saying a different thing. A smile broke out on my face as I nodded, relaxing on the couch. This is so much fun! My days of being bored out of my senses are over. “I will be right back, baby girl. Don't leave the office,” he instructed as he rose from his chair and hastened towards their restroom. I stifled a smile as I watched him. It was bloody funny. I already knew what he went in there to do. Though I felt sorry for him, I couldn't deny the fun I was having from this. I relaxed on the couch and crossed my legs, amused. But the mirth di
I froze in my steps, my eyes darting around before my gaze landed on a box not too far from where I stopped. It was wrapped in a pink gift wrapper and he placed a white paper on top. With shaky legs, I walked towards it, still looking around, trying to check if I would notice something odd from those walking around. Everyone's attention was either on where they were going or the call they were making. None glanced my way as I strode to the package and bent to pick up the paper.To Summer, it read. I peered at the box before I lifted it. It wasn't as heavy as I expected, seeing how big the package was. I peered around once more before I turned and returned to the office, forcing a smile at the workers who greeted me. Mitch was still in the restroom when I returned. The moment I dropped the package on the table, he stepped out. “Baby girl did you —” he paused in his steps, his eyes moving to the box on the table. “What's that? Who delivered it?” He walked towards me, his gaze still
I was eager to open the package to know what was in it, but Mitch considered otherwise. He wanted the others to be with us to avoid any problems. As I sat opposite him, I kept on stealing glances at the box, trying to imagine what might be in it. My hungry, gluttonous mind thought it might be chocolates. Who knows? The killer has a crush on me and confessed this way. How else did he send something to me and ask me to enjoy it? It must be something edible. “Why do you seem excited to open the box?” Mitch questioned after I asked him to forget about the others and open the package so we could see what was in it. I lifted my shoulders in a shrug at the question, running my hand through my hair. I removed my hair from the ponytails a few minutes ago, choosing to let my hair cascade down my back. “I just want to know what's in there.” He nodded, turning to face his system once more, dismissing me. “Exercise a little patience, will you? The others will soon be here. We will check what'