Alice's POV. And when I heard about the shocking news about the two most important people in my life right now, I couldn't help but get worried and who wouldn't?After my son, Rex had stubbornly chased out my daughter in-law away from our pack, it has been a whole hell of a ride and quite a misfortune for the King's empire as well as that of the pack as it was later discovered that Maya was never pregnant for my son and was just a weapon used by her mate, Kingsley to infiltrate our pack to get vital informations. And when I heard the good news of Elena being found after five years of searching, from Houston to Texas to Bahamas to Florida to New York City and even to London twice, I couldn't be more excited than ever.But then, it was a perfect one for me as I heard that she had children and from the first day I saw their photographs, I knew they were my grandchildren, the future of the King's empire.And yesterday, I got a call from my son about something that I never believed would
Logan Bohen POVThe Founders Ceremonial Hall.It wasn't anything new of who I am and what secrets I hide so dearly. I am Logan Bohen, the second son of the Bohen's family but then, I just couldn't help it, the desperate longing of my wolf to someday rule the founding werewolves' of New Kingston.And I couldn't help but end my brother's life and that is one secret I intend to carry with me to my grave, yes!But then, someone from nowhere, one that we thought was gone for good, a weakling among men, resurfaced and now, I have to fight with the daily torture from that one man who I am yet to know what really he wants from the founding families.Was it just revenge or were there some other ulterior motives backing up his return to New Kingston?And finally, he made himself known as he attended the founders' banquet meant for powerful alphas and a recently extinct pack, The Night Wolves pack comes to limelight again with Collins Morgan as its alpha.Now, the biggest question I am left with
Logan's POV."And... Now I wonder what exactly they are up to!!" Owen shrugged as he turned to us. "Not letting us in? Calling whoever they want to have a little talk with? That sounds like a plan." He said further. "They should be worried. They should!" I said as I walked back to the dining table that could contain the entire founding families."So, why haven't you contacted Alicia? It's been almost a week now." Jack asked me as the rest joined us in the dining."Like I said, I don't want to bring her into all these!!" I repeated again. "But don't you feel she will only feel stupid? Like... you dumped her or something?" Patricia muttered as she ordered one of the servants to prepare coffee for her."Our families? We have a lot of secrets to hide. That scoundrel attacked me, he fuckin' broke my head with a baseball bat and you know what? When I find him, when will he eventually pay for all these? I will make sure I steal a moment, just a moment, no matter how little it might be to
Logan's POV. "Peterson?" She called out to him as she turned to him. "Behave!! Okay?" She snapped as she looked at him. I tilted my lips as I kept staring at Peterson as I still couldn't figure out why he was behaving out of control now."Well, I will behave myself, Helen. It would have been so much fun if Liam wasn't killed by one of us!!" He slammed as he got up angrily."One of us?" Owen and Jack gasped out in shock as they turned to Peterson."What do you mean by "He was killed by one of us?" Huh?" Jack queried as he wore a straight face now, furrowing his eyebrows."I guess we just have to sit tight and wait for the day the killer is exposed. We are stronger when we stand together and not divided. We should love ourselves. That is what makes a faction stronger!!" He cursed as he got up from his seat. "Well, I'm done here. To hell with whatever bloody meeting you guys are having!!" He cursed angrily as he walked out."Peterson?"Helen called out to him. He paid deaf ears to he
Peterson's POV. "Are you ready to leave?" I couldn't hold back myself as I asked her in a husky voice. Her broad smile soon turned to a frown before she wore that straight face where I just couldn't say how she felt right that moment. "Not yet!" She said, "I decided to spend the weekend here." She responded, making me groan inwardly as I rolled my eyes. "I..."Before I could make a complete sentence, the unknown number had messaged me again but this time around, I couldn't help but get scared. "Who is he? And what does he know about Liam's death as well as his beta, Pedro? And what connection is he talking about?" I furrowed my eyebrows as I kept staring at my phone screen."Are you okay?" Elizabeth asked as she looked at me. "Yeah... Yeah, I am." I said with a broad smile this time before wearing a straight face as I switched off my phone. I threw it on the bed before taking my night clothes off, leaving myself just in boxers as I walked inside my bathroom. Today wasn't just
Peterson's POV."I think I just need to go and clear my head for now, okay? You can go back in there and act like everything is super fine and you are not also bothered about who the killer is and why they killed Liam and Pedro." I snapped as I walked away.I drove down to Tropicana as I walked inside their bar."Are you okay?" Flora walked up to me from the other side of the bar where she was attending to the few customers that were in the bar. "Don't you ever get tired of working?" I smiled as I looked at her. "Why would I?" She chuckled. "I get to pay my bills from here, Peterson!!" She said in a light voice as she walked across, entering behind the counter."So, what should I get for you? You don't seem to be in a good mood?" She pointed out as she turned around, passing through different wine bottles."Just get me some strong wine. Or maybe, why don't we stick to Budweiser?" I said with a broad smile as I looked at her flowing hair. She turned around as she smiled before pulli
Peterson's POV. "I know you are still angry about Liam's death but he is dead now, Peterson, and you know what?" She paused for a while as he looked at me, reducing the pace at which she was driving now. "Liam is gone and there is absolutely nothing you or anyone else can do to bring him back to life. He is already decomposing by now. It's been months already, Peterson, accept that!!" She whimpered as tears swelled up in her eyes."And you want to know my answer to your question earlier? I miss him and if I could bring his killers behind bars, then I would happily do that but for now? We have a Collins' issue to take care of so that we don't end up getting the faction infiltrated by another faction and if you keep going after Liam's killer, you might be the loophole they would use to break our faction apart!!" Helen muttered as her tears rolled down her cheeks.Without saying a single word again, she turned back to the road as she increased the pace at which she was driving, causing
Logan's POV. "Come on, father? Are you being serious right now? Silent now?" I shrugged as I raised my eyebrows as he kept staring at me."And what do you want to hear? You expect me to sit down back there and do what? Talk about the faction? Or how the faction even came to be? Oh, come on, Logan!" He shrugged as he looked at me."I just want to know, father. I just want to know what he meant by the committee of six. You know, father, you do!!" I scowled as I looked at him.I saw him refrain at how precise I was the moment I mentioned the committee of six. "Things were more different than now, son. And right now, it no longer makes any sense!!" He snapped as he raised his eyebrows."We have different factions and our faction is just the founding families, because we were the first six werewolf families that inhabited New Kingston and then, we went by that name but if another faction infiltrates our faction and become in charge of the committee of six, then we will only be powerless
Kingsley's POV I was happy with his answer. If he wanted it as much as I wanted it, then we were getting it. I wanted him to know it as well. "The exact thing I wanted to hear. If you want this Governorship as much as I want it, then we're getting it. You're the perfect leader for this city, Alphonso. I've watched you, and you deserve to be more than just a millionaire. You're a born leader. Now, select a date to announce your candidacy."I watched him while he thought about it, glancing briefly at his laptop to probably check the calendar and his schedule. He thought briefly, then looked at me with the confidence of a man that had just discovered his purpose. "Tomorrow will do just fine."I nodded with a smile. The Governorship throne was within our reach. It was only a matter of time now. Rex's POVAs the bakery equipment was being moved out, I sat across from it in a restaurant, a cup of iced tea in one hand, and tacos in the other. "I still can't think of a perfect gift, Cla
Rex's POV Bruce McNeil adjusted his Italian suit, then continued speaking, his hands gesturing as he did so. "My men will start moving the bakery tools and equipment as soon as possible."I shook his hand firmly. We had a deal.As soon as Bruce McNeil and his men were out of earshot, Clark was beside me in an instant. "A hundred and fifty grand, Rex? That was way too much. How are we going to recover that?" That was his job. Even though he was a little bit harsh, I was okay with it. It was his job to guide me and protect me if need be. "We might not recover it, but I'm definitely not allowing any harm to befall my kids and Elena. We're the only ones they have, Clark. We need to protect them."With those words, I ended the conversation, prompting him to focus on the documents that were being brought in. I was going to do anything to protect my children and Elena, even if it was at the expense of a few dollars. KINGSLEY'S POVAs soon as the phone was found, I began making calls.
Rex's POVWell, it seemed I was in luck. Without waiting for an answer from the woman, I made my way towards the figure in an Italian suit, ignoring the guards around him. I was instantly shoved by the guard next to him, who did nothing to hide the revolver that he now had in his right hand."Hey, hey, hey. Easy on him, Crawford. Young man, who are you? I'm sorry, but you don't just walk up to people anymore, the city we live in is a mess."I smiled, then faced him squarely, ignoring the guard whose name I had just discovered was Crawford. "I'm Rex King, sir. And I've been trying to reach you for the past week."His eyes flew open, widening as soon as he heard my name. "Rex king? One of the greatest alphas to come out of the land of Cleveland? I'm sorry, it has been a very hectic week. You own The Eleven, right? When I heard that it was bought by a new entrepreneur, I was confused. Until I heard the name. You're a legend, man."I smiled at Clark, then shrugged."Thank you, Mr Bruc
COLLINS'S POVI nodded, agreeing with Dahlia. I knew a few vendors, the man that I had purchased my bike from, he was a friend. Carl McDonald. He had a lot of good cars in stock. I could get a cheap deal from him. Even if it wasn't cheap, I was still going to get it. Dahlia was right. Maybe it was going to be alright if I spiced up Elena's life a bit. "I think that's a good idea, Dahlia. That's a clear and obvious reason why I came to you. You know, these kinds of things, it's always been better when you ask a woman. You're a woman like she is."Dahlia outstretched her arms, a huge smile on her face. "Well, what can I say? You know I did work like that once for a man, helping him decide gifts to get his wife while they worked on their reconciliation process. I'm guessing that's where I developed my talent for knowing the specific gifts to give out to people."I dropped the empty bottle of sprite after downing the contents. Then I yawned. "I think I'll be leaving now, Dahlia. And
COLLINS'S POVWhile the news of the Governor's plane crash made its rounds around the city, I paid a visit to the house I had secured for Dahlia, my sister and her children to live. I just had to knock once, and the door was opened by Dahlia herself, dressed in an apron that was stained thoroughly with dough. She smelt of eggs, flour and milk, and I knew why. It was Saturday, and she was probably having a cookout with the kids, a practice that our mother had employed when we were younger. "Collins! We've not seen you in days! Where have you been? How have you been? Children, it's your uncle. Uncle Collins is here!"I smiled at the excitement in her voice, wondering how she was going to feel if I suddenly told her that I had been involved in the crash that had landed the Governor's plane in the river. "Well, you know what they say. I went on a personal retreat. I went to discover a bit of myself.""Uncle! Welcome uncle Collins!" It was Felix, his loud voice making my ear hurt momen
Rex's POV"I think I should see my grandchildren one more time before going to Cleveland. What do you think, Rex? They deserve to know that their grandma is leaving. And Elena too, bless her poor soul."It was my mother's voice, and I tried to ignore the fact that I wanted her gone already. Her being around only complicated things. With the death threats I was receiving, the insecurity of the state and the upcoming elections, things were surely going to get messy. "These eggs are so good. Everything in general, you know. With Clark here, you don't need a chef around. You don't need these helpers, you know." She said again, dumping the eggs into her mouth.We were in the dining room, I sat at the head, Clark beside me, and my mother directly opposite me. A few years ago, the dining room would've been filled with my wife and two children. But at the moment, I didn't even know if they belonged to me. "Thank you, Mrs King." Was Clark's curt reply. "You know, mum, you've been talking
Rex's POV The line went dead, and I stared at the phone in my hand. No matter how hard I tried, I could see that she was hell bent on making sure that those boundaries were felt and were put in place. Was there still hope when it came to her? Clark and my mother seemed to still believe, but I knew I had stopped believing a long time ago. Just then, the door opened, revealing Clark. He was dressed in a flannel shirt and jeans, two brown paper bags in his hands. He was supposed to get us specially prepared Chinese food from a Chinese restaurant, and I wondered why he had taken so long. "Come on, man. What has taken you so long? How's the food? I hope it's scorching hot, I need it that way."He nodded, then handed a pack to me which I accepted willingly. "I went to see Marie along the road. Decided to tell her the dangers lurking. She deserves to know. At least, one of them has to. And we can trust her not to tell Elena, but keep an eye on the kids as well. Which to me, is satisfac
MARIE'S POV "Death threats?" I managed to voice out, my words coming out in the form of a croak. It was tiring. I could only imagine the reaction of Elena if she heard such news. She was going to go hysterical with worry. "It's actually connected to Rex, but they want to harm the twins. Not on my watch, Marie. I would rather die than see anything happen to those children, Marie. And I won't take it lightly on anybody I catch around them." He paused when the waiter arrived with the iced tea. I accepted it with a smile, sipping instantly. The chilliness and the flavor hit me, and I recognized that the news I had just received had made me slightly dehydrated."However, we're making plans. Serious plans. At the moment, we've decided to take the bakery just opposite the house. From there, I believe that we can strictly monitor the house and pounce on anybody around it."It sounded like a good plan. I was scared. Not even for my life, but the life of the little kids and the life of Elen
Elena's POV"Well, that simply means you're the mother of special children, Elena." Marie began, looking at me as I tried in vain to reshape the biscuits that had seemed to go badly because the dough hadn't been well prepared. "Yes, I know that. They've always been special children from the start, Marie. I know you remember that. The problem now is their father. Is he a special man? I doubt it. He didn't believe me even though he knew the love we shared was extremely genuine. Forgiveness is hard, Marie."I managed to complete, staring at the biscuits before I put them into the oven. Marie was beside me in an instant, tickling me. "I know that forgiveness is hard, but he's the mother of your kids, Elena. You have to consider that. Since he saw you, he's done nothing but try to be a good father, and also have you on his side in support as well. But I can't tell if you're going to support him..."Something inside of me snapped. Why did everybody derive joy in telling me what to do all