Logan's POV.I used my hand to clear the top of his cabinet as everything came crumbling down, leaving a heavy thud. Peterson's words kept echoing in my head. I knew that he knew something about Liam's killer and even if he was yet to find out, I still couldn't underestimate whoever it was that was ready to help him find out who Liam's killer was. "Are you okay?" I turned around as I heard that familiar voice from behind. And without wasting a single minute, I used my heightened speed to get to where Jayson stood.I lifted him up as I pinned him to the wall."And why do you care?" I growled angrily as my eyes glistened as veins sprouted out."Why are you here?""What brought you back to New Kingston?""Why are you interested in Liam's killer?""Why me? Why am I your prime suspect? Why leave Rex King out of this? He was the one who attacked him and led to him being in the hospital.""He knew that if Liam made it out alive, he was going to tell everyone and that was why he went ahea
Logan's POV."And talking about Collins Morgan, I don't think that was a nice move." I scoffed as I rolled my eyes as I looked at him. "I don't trust Collins Morgan and you know? I have been thinking about the faction, about the committee of six. And you know what? From Jayson's reaction when I told him about the faction, it's obvious that he doesn't know anything about our knowledge of it.""Which then leads me to the next question, "What if Collins has a faction?" I scowled as I looked at him. "Considering his interest in making our faction pay for all our crimes, then I think he has something bigger than we think we know." I sneered as I furrowed my eyebrows.Owen squinted his eyes as he looked at me. I could see the shock that overwhelmed him as he thought of it and then, I could see the hesitation that followed next."What do you mean by he isn't aware? And, come on, Logan, there is absolutely no way Collins would be aware of the committee of six." He said with a frown on his fa
Rex's POV."So, what next? Will you have me locked indoors all through?" Mother scowled as she looked at me. She raised her eyebrows as she crossed her right leg over her left."I have been in New Kingston for almost twenty four hours, Rex." She snarled as she wore a frown. "What didn't you get when you got informed that Kingsley was currently in New Kingston? Huh?" She scowled angrily and I could see the disappointment on her face. "Mother, you won't understand. This is difficult. This isn't easy, mother!!" I whined as I got up from the sofa. It has been twelve hours since she made her way to New Kingston with her special aides, Ethan, Allen and Iverson. "Oh, mother! You knew there was no way I would go back there with you. Why won't you give up, mother? She made it plain to me. I saw the hatred in her eyes when she spoke to me earlier today, mother. " I said with a frown on my face as my eyes got teary. I wasn't anywhere close to crying but then, I just still couldn't get the i
Clark's POV. Alice King had made her way to New Kingston the moment she got the news of Kingsley making his way to New Kingston and all she cared about was making sure that no harm came close to her grandchildren. That was something I could relate to. "Haven't you been sitting him down and talking some sense into him?" Alice yelled angrily as she looked at me. "That is why I sent you alongside. You are his beta, Clark!!" She snapped as she rolled her eyes. "I am doing my best, mother!" I said in defense as I raised my eyebrows. "But you know, he can be stubborn at times but he still tries his best. I don't think Elena has gotten over the hurt she got when he betrayed their mate's bond." I shrugged as I turned to where he was seated."Seriously?" He snarled. "How many more times will you all keep making mention of the mate's bond?" He scowled as he rolled his eyes. "That was just a little mistake I made and for crying out loud, it has been five years already." He said in defense
Alphonso's POV. He nodded his head as he forced out a smile. "Yeah, I do. But you wouldn't tell me. So, why now?" He shrugged as he raised his eyebrows. "Nothing in return but then, I can't let you go around seeking answers because I don't want people to start forming more factions than there are."I shrugged as I sipped the scotch."Why? How many factions do we have out there?" He asked as he furrowed his eyebrows, squinting his eyes like he could get the answer from me."Don't give me that look. For now, there is none to get worried about. We made sure we broke them apart and they fled New Kingston for good seventeen years ago." I muttered as I forced out a broad smile. "But then, few stayed back but not as a faction but just normal packs." I muttered as I smirked."So, you see? There is nothing much about the factions as you think there is, okay?" I said calmly as I got up to leave."Then why would someone send a message to Peterson. He spoke of the factions, the committee of six
Peterson's POV."What do you know about the committee of six, Peterson?" I heard a husky voice from behind, causing me to turn around quickly in defense as I raised my eyebrows.I couldn't see who the person was because of how dark my room was. I quickly stretched my hand to the switch but then, my table lamp wasn't there any longer. I jolted up with full speed as I reached for the switch on the wall to turn on my room light but then, it wouldn't come on."Who are you?"I turned around this time around as I frowned. "I... I guess you are the unknown person who texted me earlier." I scoffed as I stood firmly, ready to defend myself."Can you not try any harder?"The man said groggily this time around as he remained there, only his long thick coat was visible and from his chest upwards, it was completely dark considering the place he stood. I looked at his hands as I saw a tattoo on both hands. I squinted my eyes, trying to decipher the tattoo. He quickly noticed, drawing his hands
Peterson's POV.I flew out of the window, fracturing my right leg bone as I ran into the woods. I kept seething as I was trying to fight the urge to kill at that point and luckily for me, the street was empty. I didn't know what exactly came over me but for the first time, I ran wild into the woods until the full moon was over before I dropped down naked in the middle of nowhere.I jolted up the next morning as I saw a neatly ironed pair of clothes as well with a heavy coat as well with a handwritten note on top of the clothes, pinned with a stone.{You can still find out about Liam's killer and also, about the committee of six}I furrowed my eyebrows as I folded the paper before throwing it away. I screamed at the top of my voice as the paper got caught up in a flame immediately I threw it away. "Hello?" I heard a calm voice from behind. I turned around as I saw an unfamiliar face."I… I remember you." I said, furrowing my eyebrows as I looked at the stranger. "From yesterday? Isn
Peterson's POV.I turned around as I looked around the place as there was no sign of me being anywhere close to the city."Fuck!!" I cursed as I turned to the Maybach cars which were neatly parked, neatly washed as well."Aren't you coming in?" He opened the door again as he looked at me."I… I am." I forced out a smile as I climbed up the stairs as I made my way in.I walked inside the house as I was amazed at how simple and luxurious the inside was with a huge frame hung up on the wall. I stared at it as I squinted my eyes."That is Nikolaos!!" He muttered as he came out from the kitchen with cups of coffee."Nikolaos, but written in Greek." He shrugged, placing so much emphasis on the Greek. "Greek?" I shrugged."Yeah, we originated from Greece. We were all born there before we came down here to inhabit the place because of its calmness and diverse culture. The music, the art, the opera as well, it was lovely, from what our parents told us while growing up. This was the life of A
Rex's POV I asked as the cookies were placed in front of me, alongside a glass of milk. Clark smiled, then thanked her profusely. I bit into one, then smiled at her. "So tasty, hmmmm. You make the best cookies, Elena, it has never been in doubt."She raised an eyebrow, then flung her hair in typical fashion."Why, thank you." She muttered, making the entire table burst into a round of laughter."Well, I was trying to cook when I received a call from their teacher to come and see her. Apparently, she wasn't supposed to even call me in the first place, but she couldn't keep the secret to herself. So that meant I had to be there no matter what."I listened, eating the cookie slowly. She was a good storyteller, I had to give her that. Her storytelling had made me stop eating for a moment, all I wanted to do was listen. "Well, I had to abandon the cooking, then rush down to the school. At one point, I thought they had done something bad. But the teacher assured me that it wasn't. So wha
LOGAN'S POV"Yes, it's the truth. But I don't want to be a party to this, Peterson. I don't like the game my father is playing. Something isn't right." I replied. Peterson stared at me as if I had gone crazy. "Are you like a detective now? You don't have to talk about morals next to me, Logan Bohen. I know you very well. You're as corrupt as the next man. If your father has played his cards right concerning the plane crash, then I suggest you should let it go."Let it go? I would've let it go if I was the same Logan I had been a few years ago. But I wasn't. I had always known Liam was the preferred son, and that was why he had been taken out in the first place. But my relationship with my father had only grown into something worse. "And I'm not talking to you about morals, Peterson. They killed the Governor. That is no normal plane crash, you know. It was a set up, nothing but a pure set up. And all of a sudden, my father is buzzing to be the governor in a few days. I've seen this
COLLINS'S POV"I've had my differences when it comes to women, Carl. But you see this one, she's special. She's got a place in my heart, I tell you. She might be the one, if we're being honest."Carl McDonald laughed. "Can I at least get you a drink while you do your search? All that talking is definitely going to make your throat dry."I nodded at him. "Thank you for your hospitality, Carl." I was a fan of his shop because he made sure his customers and clients were also comfortable. Because why was a drink being brought to me while I was trying to focus on buying a car? But low-key, I loved it. It was the best service I had received in a while. The more I stared at the white Benz, the more convinced I was that Elena was going to look perfect inside of it. I couldn't wait to see her enter the car as well. She deserved every good in life, majorly because of the fact that she had come a long way. "Here you go." Carl uttered, handing me a tall bottle of beer. Accepting it, I let m
CLARK'S POVWhile Rex made rounds around the jeweler's shop looking for the perfect ring, I slipped into the toilet, then made a phone call with my cell phone. "Hello, Marie? How are you?"The background was filled with the laughter of some men, and I confirmed instantly that she was at The Eleven. "I'm okay. Apart from the fact that this place is boring without Elena, I can't wait to go home. How are you?" She asked me in return. "Better than I was prior to hearing your voice. I'm happy that you're safe and okay. Elena's birthday. I think Rex is buying a ring. Is she going to like that?"I was asking because I was worried. Just like Rex, I wanted the birthday to bring them back together, at least. I could barely imagine them not coming back together. "She's going to like it, I believe. Tell him to make it personal. Write her name or her initials on the ring. She's going to like that very much."The background was filled with more noises. The Eleven was definitely going to have a
LOGAN'S POVThe first thing I noticed were the bottles of champagne and the three flutes. As long as I remembered, he hated me. Did he think that I was that important to bring three flutes? Well, that was a new one. He smiled at me, and I made sure I didn't return it. He turned to my mother instead, looking for validation which he found. "Well, we're gathered here because, I know most of you have heard. It's happening, guys."I glanced at my mother, who shrugged. "Well, I'll guess you've not looked at the news all day or left the house. I acknowledge that. Which is why I'm going to cut to the chase and go straight to the point." I stared at him, the excitement on his face that he could barely hide, and the happiness in the trembling of his hands. All of a sudden, my father looked like a kid. "I'm running for the post of governor. It's an open race. And I'm in it. I'm running underneath the Confederates platform. We have a shot at ruling this city, family. And that's not all, you
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