I’m not sure of what it is I’ve found. It’s a file lying on top of a pile of other files and papers. His desk is an absolute mess and maybe that’s why it took me so long to locate it. It’s a huge brown envelope, and has markings in front of it. On the envelope, it’s written that the file is for Hector Redburn. Now, if I hadn’t known that Evan was Hector Redburn, this would fly right over my head and I would never have been able to discover the truth. But I know who he is now, so I know this is for him. Charlie is still apologizing for the sins of his nephew with that same insincere tone and I’m not paying attention anymore. All I’m focused on is finding out what’s inside this envelope. Charlie falls silent and this finally grabs my attention. He’s looking at me in a way that I can’t really describe. His fear from earlier is gone and has been replaced by a coldness that’s concerning. “Still living in the same place?” he asks. I nod as I swipe my thumb under my eyes. “Yeah. I alw
Julius is in the living room reading a newspaper when I arrive. He removes his glasses when he sees me and offers me a friendly smile, but beneath the smile, I can tell that there’s something off about him. “Is everything okay?” I ask him as I put my bag down. “Well,” he says with a sigh. “With me? Everything’s great. It’s next door that’s the problem.”My heart starts beating faster. “What’s wrong?”“Well, Hector has just fired everyone who worked for him,” he informs me. “The ones who worked in the house, that is.”My thoughts immediately go to the lipstick stain. Shit. I completely forgot about that. “Do you know why that is?”“He believes that someone is trying to sabotage his relationship with my granddaughter,” he answers while folding the newspaper. “So, he’s gone ahead and fired everyone. He’s in quite a bad mood.”My legs feel very weak all of a sudden, and I feel like I’ll throw up. Julius isn’t looking at me; his eyes are on his lap. He seems to be deep in thought. “Tha
Evan’s POV“Hector?”I look left and see Phillippa touching my arm. Her eyes are wide and she says, “Is everything okay? I’ve called you like ten times.”I shake my head. “I’m fine. Let’s get going.”I open the door for her to get in the car and then slam it shut. I’m agitated. I haven’t been in a good state of mind ever since Charlie called me yesterday to tell me about Leonora. I get in the car with Phillippa. She keeps looking at me with this expression that makes me feel like yelling at her to stop. It’s like she’s afraid I’ll hit her or something. It’s infuriating. She detects the smallest change in my demeanor and then makes a huge thing out of nothing. It’s what she’s always done. I can’t even rage in peace. I start the car and we get going ahead of everyone else. I think Julius is still waiting for his hooker or nurse or whatever the fuck the woman is to him. I don’t have the time. I have to get there before anyone else anyway because as the Alpha, I’m the one who’s meant t
I run away with my heart slamming in my throat. I hope Evan doesn't follow me. That's all I can think about as I run through the trees and try not to hit my head. When it's safe, I'll shift back and get the hell out of here. Goddess. This is not what I needed. Finding out that Evan is my fated mate is not how I thought this would all go. I can't even wrap my head around it; that's how preposterous this whole thing is. The reason why I know that the black wolf is him is simply because of what Julius mentioned; that Evan has a black coat like him. What are the damn odds?Am I mistaken here? Could it be another wolf? Deep down, I know I haven’t made a mistake. The dominance. The energy. Even the sound of his voice when he linked his mind to mine and said, “Mate.”That was Evan, alright, only there’s no way he’d recognize me because he never saw me in wolf form. Breathlessly, I make my way far enough from the hunt that I don't even smell anyone. The bonfire is far away, and all I see
Something pulls me out of my catatonic state and forces me to deal with this situation in the most practical way possible. I step away from Evan, my body reacting before my mind can catch up. “Excuse me?”Evan searches my face profusely, his eyes all over. His scent is almost dizzying. He’s my mate, I can feel it. I know it deep inside of me, and it’s like I’ve known it my whole life even though an hour ago, I’d been ignorant to it. “Don’t fuck with me,” he says in a low voice while he gets even closer to me. “Please, Leo, don’t fuck with me. I know it’s you.”“My name is Veronica,” I tell him in an almost robotic voice. Fuck him. I’m not ready to admit who I truly am and face this. If he can lie about his identity, then I can do it, too. “Not Leo.”His hands squeeze my arms, reminding me that he’s still holding me against the van. My chance of escaping him has now grown significantly slim. All I can do is try to repair what has been so extensively damaged by my stupidity and get ou
Evan's POVMr. Redburn. She just called me Mr. Redburn. As I stare at the face of this woman who claims she isn’t Leonora, my mind starts racing and I begin to question my own sanity. I’m never confused. I’ve always trusted my memory perfectly and although I don’t have a single picture to remind me of Leonora, I’ve committed her face to my memory a long time ago.And I know for sure that the woman standing in front of me is a slightly older version of the woman I got married to. Yet, everyone keeps calling her Veronica, and she’s looking at me with wide eyes like she thinks I’m the craziest person in the world. Also, her hair is short. Leo’s hair was long and one of the most eye-catching things about her. No, it’s either she’s bullshitting me or I’ve lost my mind. There’s no in-between. “I have to go,” she claims as her grip around her bag tightens. I notice that her knuckles are white. Why is she nervous? Why is she trying to get away from me so quickly?Before she takes a step
When I reach my apartment building, I nearly collapse in front of the stairs. Thank the goddess that it’s the weekend because I sure as hell wouldn’t be able to go back to that house. In fact, I’m planning on not going altogether. Lying about who I am was a stupid idea. He remembers me just as well as I remember him. Maybe I bought myself some time and spared myself the pain of having to confront him as me, but there’s no way he bought that story. I’m surprised he connected the dots so easily. Then again, how could I have guessed that he would detect my scent in his bedroom? I couldn’t have guessed that.It was like us being mates was just sprung on me. It doesn’t make any damn sense. It has to be a cosmic joke. I make my way up to my apartment. I want to freshen up before I meet Thomas and Victor. I don’t want either of them to see me like this. I’m pretty shaken up. Tonight was just horrible and traumatic. I wash my face with cold water and then rub my chest with my cold hands
I go with Victor to pick up Anthony from the airport. He smiles when he sees us both, and the sight of him fills me with relief. I can’t even lie. I thought him being here would make things even more complicated for me but seeing him makes me feel like I’m back home. Victor jumps at him, and he scoops him up easily. “Hey, kiddo. How’s it going? Did you miss me?”“You know I did,” Victor replies before hugging him back. Watching them together warms my heart and makes me forget the shit that happened with Julius. My life has gotten so complicated out of the blue. Again, I can only blame myself for it. Anthony makes eye contact with me and then his smile softens. I go to him. “It’s good to see you, Anthony.”He puts Victor down and we embrace. His scent is so familiar to me. Tears sting my eyes but I try to keep myself from crying and ruining the moment. “Are you alright?” he asks me in a low voice so Victor doesn’t hear. “I don’t know,” I reveal, and I guess that’s enough indicati