I am silent a moment, looking between them. I guess part of me was hoping that they would be six-year-old boys, in this case, and not the Alpha’s genius twins. “I’m sorry, boys,” I say. “You deserve a better explanation than you’ve gotten. I’ll tell you all about it.” I close my eyes, organizing m
“Sir?” Beta Stephen’s voice is hesitant at the door. “There’s a…Mr. Lorinc here to see you? He says he has an appointment.” Victor draws his brows close over his eyes. “I don’t recognize that name,” he says, standing. “Apologies, sir,” a small bearded man peeks out from behind Stephen’s shoulder.
“What are you doing Amelia.” Victor’s voice is low and threatening. “Why did you invite that man to my house.” Amelia is blasé in her response, refusing to give in to Victor’s anger. “Obviously, I’m making plans for the boys’ future education. If you and Evelyn are just going to let them sit around
Victor: Home in about an hour, do you want to have dinner? Victor stares at the text on his phone. The messaging system lets him know that Amelia has read it, but not responded. He sighs, tucking his phone away in his pocket as his town car pulls into the club. For the past twenty-four hours Ameli
“The boys are going nowhere,” Victor says, reaching forward to take his own glass of whiskey. Walsh is right. As much as he hates it – the timing, especially, as well as the impetus – this is a conversation he and Walsh need to have. Legally, the boys bind their two packs together. “I concur,” Wals
Victor doesn’t go home for dinner, though his text to Amelia suggested that he would. Instead, he stays at his club and keeps drinking. It’s not normally in his nature to be drunk – Victor likes a clear head, solid control over his body. Besides, with his Alpha metabolism, it takes a great deal to
“Come on, brother,” Rafe says, laughing. “Let’s get you fixed up.” They both grab their whiskeys and head towards the locker rooms of the sports club, where Victor’s Betas have delivered his clothes. An hour later, the party is in full swing. The club is packed with Victor’s male associates, all dr
Victor and the members of the hunt prowl through the streets of the city, searing for their prey. They sniff the air and follow their instincts, seeking their other halves, the partners with whom they will consummate their hunt. For those amongst his parties who are mated pairs, this means their par