KYLE'S POV. On the day of coronation as Delta of this pack, I swore an oath to protect my Alpha till my very last breath and I do not intend to break that oath or fail in my duty anytime. Anyone who's out to deceive or destroy my Alpha in any way will face my wrath and I proved that with my own sis
I can see the confusion swimming in her eyes. Her zeal to ask me why I'm asking all this even though Selena is dead and gone. “So… she was dating, huh?” “Yeah.” “And what was the guy’s name?” “Zachary Wright. We called him Zach.” “Where's he now?” She quickly purses her lips and looks away. I
ASHANTI'S POV. It's another competition day and I'm trying to hold my organs from falling out of my body. The first session went smoothly. I came second best after the almighty Leonard and that really boosted my confidence, but after hearing one of the judges call a design an eyesore, my confidence
ASHANTI'S POV. “Enjoy your meal.” The waiter who just served our meals and drinks says with a gentle smile and small nod. “Thank you.” Both Leonard and I reply in unison before he takes off. Smiling, I look down at the meals served on the table and my intestines start grumbling. A sign for me to d
“Oh my God!” I whisper with a shaky voice. “Why didn't I think of that?” “You have to be careful, Ash. I experienced something similar the tear I won Fashion King. A group of make and female designers ganged up against me and swore to get me disqualified from the competition. They messed up with my
REAGAN'S POV. “Ronald.” I call, leaning back against my chair when he steps into my office. He gives me a curt greeting before proceeding to majestically walk over to my office table, looking calm and composed as always. “Kyle isn't here yet?” His low voice chimes and I shoot him a curious look.
REAGAN’S POV The scene where Selena told me about her rape experience replays in my mind. We were in my bedroom, on my bed. We had been kissing deeply prior to that moment and she understood I intended to do more than kissing that night so she stopped and started crying. She told me about the exper
REAGAN'S POV. “You're welcome, My Lord.” The maid who opens the door, greets the moment she sees me and steps away from the door. I reply to her quietly and step into the house with my teeth grinding against each other. I'm here to see Selena. I thought I could hold it in for a few days before c