“I don’t need training, Dad,” Flynn mutters, bored of the endless work he’s had to do during his summer. “I want to go to the beach.” “An Alpha’s work is never done. One small mistake could jeopardize our entire pack. That’s why it’s very important that you pay attention.” “It’s not fair that Co
Third Person POV “I don’t know, Sarah… I don’t feel right about destroying all that artwork in the gallery,” Scott said one evening while he was with Sarah. “Don’t you love me, Scotty?” She asked, pouting up at him. “I thought you would do anything for me.” “You know I would, Sarah. But I coul
Enzo’s POV “What the hell is wrong with you!?” Max growled as soon as we left the living room. “How could you say that to her! Go back there and fix it, you asshole!!!!” He was furious; he had never been this furious with me before. The look on Lila’s face I would never be able to get out of
“Who has a meeting?” I froze when I heard Enzo’s voice at the door; Val perked up, as did Cassidy-Ann. Enzo looked curiously between the two of us with his right brow raised. “Oh, hello, Alpha Enzo,” Cassidy-Ann said, batting her eyes. “I’m having a banquet tonight and I was just asking Lila i
Lila’s POV “I have nothing to say to you,” I said between my teeth. “What are you even doing here?” “Everybody has been talking about this event for weeks,” Matty answered with a shrug. “I’d be stupid if I didn’t come.” “Then go and enjoy the banquet. I’m working,” I told him as I turned away.
“So would I.” We both gave one another amused looks before I heard Cassidy-Ann calling my name to tend to some possible customers. “I have to get to work,” I said to him. “But enjoy the banquet.” … Enzo’s POV If I could go five minutes without Cassidy-Ann hitting on me, that would be great
Lila’s POV Was he laughing? I had never seen Enzo laughing before and for some reason, it was warming my heart immensely. He had a really nice smile and an even better laugh. Enzo was also a very good dancer, and I never took him for someone who could dance. He never did this kind of thing
Although I didn’t want things to return to the way they were once we returned home, I knew they probably had to. “I also want to feature some of your work in next week's exhibit. What do you think?” Cassidy-Ann asked, interrupting my thoughts. “That would be incredible!” I gasped. “I don’t know