LOGAN'S POV Amelia stared at me, nothing else but hatred stemming out of her nostrils and every other pore in her body. It was obvious that she hated me and wanted absolutely nothing to do with me. She continued speaking.“But I know it's your lifestyle that brought Alicia where she is today. I asked an officer, and he told me briefly of how many enemies you and your father have. He said he was suspecting that whosoever kidnapped Alicia was doing it to get back at you. You're nothing but a sick man, Logan. And you can have the grocery store for all I care!”With those words, she sauntered out of the room and I was left alone, looking at the screen door. Was I going to ever see Alicia again?KINGSLEY'S POVBy ten o'clock, the entire members of the six, the secret brotherhood and the combined members of each pack and their best warriors were packed into two vans. I sat in the first van, trying to believe that everything was going to go according to plan. I was Kingsley The Great, an
KINGSLEY'S POV“How do you do, soldier?” I asked, smiling at him and hoping secretly that he wasn't a werewolf. If he was, I was going to have to kill him. Scrutinizing his heartbeat and his eyes, I was satisfied because he wasn't. He had the normal heartbeat of a human, and normal pupils as well. “Mr. Ferguson didn't tell us that there were going to be too many sightseeing visitors. How many are you guys? A dozen?”I shrugged, knowing that telling the truth was the best option. “Well, two dozen, to be frank.”“Two dozen? My goodness! Nobody comes in that much all in the name of sightseeing. I'll have to ring up Mr Ferguson and let him know.”While he retrieved his cell phone from his pocket and conversed with Mr Ferguson, he went to the open side doors of the vans, using a bright torchlight to scan the inhabitants.“Here you go, Mr Ferguson wants to talk to you.”He handed me the phone, and I tried to control the anger building up inside of me. I desperately wanted to tear him apa
Rex's POV “A lot of people come in here and I tend to forget. Mrs King? Your amazing recovery baffles me. You have a very strong bloodline, just like you said. And your skin, one of the best and toughest I've ever dealt with in the werewolf department.”I watched my mother grin from ear to ear. “I said it, a King cannot be killed by a common silver bullet. I'm stronger than that.”The doctor nodded, acknowledging her gloating. “Well, Mrs King, congratulations. You'll be discharged tomorrow. I've added the part that your busy schedule will not permit you the time to remain in the hospital. That being said,you can do your rehabilitation at your son's house, or Cleveland. Any of them that suits you better.”I watched my mother smile, then pump her fist in the air in celebration. She was trying to tell me that she was more of a king than I was, I guessed. The doctor exited the room, and I was left with my mother who was demanding her phone which was charged across the wall. Clark went
LOGAN'S POVWhen I managed to leave the Botech lab, it was late. I entered my car, then gunned the engine, driving the car as fast as it could go. My once pleasant life had transformed overnight. I was being attacked by a man that threatened to destroy my reputation, and I also regretted not having time for the woman who cared about me so much. As soon as I got to the Bohen's household, I pressed my hand down on the horn. The guard in detail peeped out of his window, then proceeded to open the gates as soon as he could.I drove into the grounds of the huge mansion, then found my way up the elevator which led me to my room. The room was pitch black and silent, that was why when I switched on the bulb and saw my father, Alphonso, sitting comfortably on my bed, I shrieked. "Dad! You scared me."He smiled, and I saw a brief glimpse of the man my father had been years ago, a smiley man that hadn't been burdened by the pressures of becoming a multi millionaire. "Just trying to relive t
Elena's POV "For now, your school work is more important than Aunt Marie. Focus on getting them done. There will be time to do that later."In disappointment, they left her, little Kanu grinning from ear to ear. "Is Aunt Marie going to work? Or she wants to see the man who calls the tall, handsome man Rex?"I smiled at Marie, who was instantly red with a certain ferocity I had never seen. Truly, love was something else. It brought out the best in a very playful person like Marie. She had always admired men, but had never looked like the candidate of a serious relationship. That was until she came face to face to the craziness called love. I was happy for her. "You're focusing on your school work, Kanu. Anything less and you'd have yourself to blame when you don't get the treats I'm going to bring home after work."With a mischievous smirk on his face, I watched my son go back to his school work for a moment. Good. It showed respect. If he wanted to be greater than his father ever
Kingsley's POV "The rest of the Governor's entourage, this is your place. The back of the plane is where I will be stationed, viewing everything from that angle."The FBI agent nodded. At that moment, I recognized him. He was one of those agents that had defeated a group of serial killers and fraudsters, and had been transferred to the Governor's office. That explained his cheeks because they were extremely fatty looking when he had been in reality, a very fit man some years ago. The pilots were in the cockpit. "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome aboard Goodish airways. My name is Thornton Rex, and my co pilot here is Danny McGill. We are your pilots for today's journey, moving from New Kingston, to Tennessee. Hope everyone is onboard and ready to roll?"I rolled my eyes in irritation. It was a typical private pilot's speech. Never serious, always adding a joke to the speech which to me, was very important. "Now, before we begin, check the safety procedures displayed
Elena's POVI was trying to find my way to the kitchen in order to make the twins something to eat after school when my cell phone rang in my pocket.Retrieving it, I managed to answer the call even though my hands were flustered by the dough I was using to prepare the children's desert. "Mrs Elena? I'm calling from the Zealous elementary school, New kingston. I'm the teacher that handles your children, Kiana and Kanu."My heart skipped a beat, and I felt my stomach almost drop. I wanted to throw up instantly. What had happened to them? If anything had happened to the twins, I knew who to point fingers at. From the near death experience Mrs King had encountered, I knew that not many people liked the man that was Rex king. It was saddening, but it was the truth. "Yes, this is Mrs Elena." I wasn't supposed to use a Mrs, because technically I wasn't married to Rex anymore, but I was in custody of his children. "Are my kids alright? Please tell me they are safe."The teacher began to
Elena's POV To me, it was pretty splendid and absolutely ridiculous how she always managed to remember the names of all the parents. It was a special type of power to me. "I'm sure that Miss Hoffman was the one that called you, right?"I nodded, hoping I didn't have to lie in order to please Kanu and Kiana's teacher. "Today, your children showed courage and bravery, and this isn't the first time. They are well trained children, and that is when we give credit to you."I nodded, proud once again. I could barely breathe. The praises and compliments were too much. "We're suggesting you take them to a werewolf elementary school to boost their chances of learning and survival, their development included." She concluded. "You know, I've thought about it. And they're in here for a reason. They are here because it's helping them deal with the humans more, before proceeding to college. They need to have a proper knowledge of how both worlds work."The headmistress nod was solemn. She shoo
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