Chapter Four: The Fight

Alpha Jon’s POV

“It's here, Jon,” Sam voiced as he parked his car in front of a yellow-painted restaurant with ‘Royal Cuisines,’ crested in front of it.

We got down and began to make our way to the place with Sam walking just behind me.

My heart pounded very quickly as I wondered how Caro was going to react to seeing me. I didn't know if she'd ever want to set her eyes on me and I didn't want us to create a scene either.

As soon as we got inside, I scanned the place with my eyes to see if I could spot her somewhere but I didn't. Yet, I knew that she was there. There was no hiding it. I could smell her from where I stood, beside a table where a couple were enjoying their cocktail and having a good laugh. I just had to look further.

It didn't take long for Sam to tap me on the arm. I turned to him and he looked at his left hand. Behold, there stood Caro, talking to two men who were probably placing their orders and my heart beat even faster.

I waited for her to be done with the men, and then I quickly walked up to her and tapped her.

“What the…’’ she gasped, clearly surprised to see me. Why not? Who would have thought that I'd step foot into enemy territory to see her? Not Caro. Not with the way that we parted.

“Please, Caro, can we talk?” I asked her in the softest way possible.

She froze for a second and just stared at me without saying a word. I could tell she still felt something for me. I was so sure. I just didn't know what it was that she felt.

“What are you doing here?” She finally asked. “How the hell did you find me?”

“I've been looking for you for over two years now, Caro,” I revealed to her. I hoped it'd help her hear me out at least. “I just want us to talk.”

“You shouldn't have wasted your time then,” she casually remarked. “You've spent all these years for nothing. I want nothing to do with you. Please, leave and never come back. I'm warning you.”

“Please, Caro, just hear me out,” I quickly grabbed her hand as she turned to leave. “I know that I have wronged you so badly. I don't deserve to even stand here before you. I deeply apologise for all that happened. I don't know what…”

“Let go of her right now!” I felt a hand push me from behind, causing me to almost fall but I stood my ground.

It was Alpha Boris. He glared at me as he stood right next to Caroline who was almost on the verge of tears.

He wasn't alone either. He had two men with him and they didn't look too friendly. “Bold of you to dare step foot into this Pack,” Boris remarked with a smirk. “I thought it was a joke when I heard that you came here. I could kill you right where you stand. Leave now before my mercy grows thin.”

“I'm not going anywhere without Caro,” I defiantly replied. I was ready to fight him and anyone he sent my way, just to be with Caro. I wasn't one to cower or bow in the face of threats. I'm sure he knew that already. “Come, Caro, we can talk this out. I'm sorry for all that I did to you.”

“Just leave!” Caro yelled at me, tearing more profusely this time. “You've already caused me so much pain. What more do you want from me?”

“I want you, Caro. I want you back in my life.” I made my way to her and held onto her shoulders tightly. She tried to push me away but I refused to let go. “Please, Caro. Forgive me. I want you back. I can't survive without you. My life has been a mess since you left. Please…”

“Let go of my woman right now!” Boris punched me in the face and followed it up with a hard kick on my stomach. “Caro and I are together. You cannot come to my Pack and lay your filthy hands on my woman. You had your chance and you blew it. Now, leave!”

I wanted to charge at him, to let him have a piece of me for putting his hands on me, but I couldn't. I didn't want to make things worse between Caro and me, especially since he called himself her man.

“Is that true, Caro? Are you in a relationship with this monster?” I asked, surprised that she'd let herself fall for such a man.

“Boris is not a monster. You are. You sent me out of your house after sleeping with my best friend,” she mouthed in anger. “I was robbed and almost killed and Boris here is the only reason that I'm alive. He has been taking care of me since I got here. I have this job all thanks to him. You are the monster, Jon. You tossed three years of our lives away like it was nothing. I hate you!”

“I’m sorry for what I did to you, but this man is lying to you, Caro. He's deceiving you. Don't trust anything that comes out of his mouth,” I warned her. “Please, just come with me. Sam and I will take you home.”

“This is my home, Jon. I'm not leaving…”

Before she could finish her talk, her eyes lit up and I quickly turned to see why. A young lady walked into the restaurant with three young boys who looked to be about four years old.

“Daddy,” the boys yelled in delight as they ran to Boris and hugged him. Then, they turned to Caro who was trying to wipe the tears off her face.

“What's the problem, Mom? Why are you crying?”

“Mom?” I thought. “These are her children? Truly, she wasn't barren? What a fool I was to believe Susan.”

“I’m fine, boys. Come and hug mommy,” she faked a smile and they all hugged her.

Yet, I couldn't help but feel like I was connected to the kids. As they turned to look at me, the one in the middle looked very much like me. “Could they be my children? Was she pregnant when I sent her away?”

These questions kept running around my mind. I recalled that on that day, she had visited the hospital and only just returned when I rejected her. What if she was just about to tell me that she was pregnant?

“Are these…”

“They're our children, Boris and I,” she quickly cut me short. “I'm sure you heard them call him dad.”

“Caroline and I will be getting married soon,” Boris revealed to my shock. “Maybe, I'll be kind enough to invite you. Till then, leave this place and never return.”

“Let's go, Jon,” Sam urged me. “There's nothing to do here.”

“This is not over, yet. I'll be back for you, Caro,” I promised, taking a look at the children one more time before turning around to leave.

“You'll be signing your death warrant, Jon!”