Jagger has a double life, a life bound to the law and another where he breaks every law known to man as he does his job as The Enforcer for the New York City Mafia. Jagger has been engulfed in sorrow since he lost the woman he loved and their baby when she got caught up in the dark side of his life. Jagger sank into depression, drugs, and alcohol while trying to fight off his demons and get revenge for what happened to the woman he loved and their baby. The man that killed them is a ghost, a ghost Jagger can’t seem to find. Jagger rebuilt his life, becoming the most reputable criminal lawyer in New York City, and now he needs to face the man he stole his woman from in court. His past seems to come back to haunt him when he meets the only woman who has made him forget about his past and wants to be with someone again. Calliope Flores is a law student who is suing one of her professors for sexual harassment. Her life has turned upside down, as she has to deal with what happened and relive it every second of every day. When she meets the lawyer representing her professor, her disgust for him mixes with lust, desire, and a mind-blowing sexual attraction. Callie tries to fight off her desire while cultivating the anger that fuels her body. Getting mixed up with a big-time lawyer from the opposite side seems like a mistake Callie is willing to make if it will make her feel alive again. This is the third and last book of The Legacies series. This book can be read as a stand-alone, but it is recommended to read the other books first for better comprehension.
View MoreNICOLETTE'S POV
As an Omega, being married to the alpha of a well revered pack would be considered a privilege to anyone else but to me, it would be termed more like a consolation prize. No one actually was willing to acknowledge me as Luna save my husband's best friend and Beta, Allen.
This marriage of convenience had erupted moons ago after I had been ultimately embarrassed by my supposed mate, an alpha who had been embarrassed by the fact that an Omega was his destined mate. I could remember that day as the back of my paws when I had felt the pull and traveled all the way to that ceremony where I had been rejected. The shame was still all over me when he said clearly that he could not claim an Omega. That was the stepping stone to my marriage of convenience to the heart shattered Alexander Auger of the Red moon pack. His mate too had abandoned him and he had promised me a place by his side in a marriage with no strings attached. Perhaps he wanted to send a message across but what do I care, I was at least accepted somewhere.
The least I could do since I could not perform my duties as a real Luna would was to play the housewife and make my dear husband's meal. Tonight Xander, for that was what he was being called by everyone, had returned from his trip to a clan nearby with his Beta unexpectedly. I knew nothing of his whereabouts as no one told me anything actually. He had returned suddenly and I decided to fix him a meal. There was something really strange in his behavior but I would rather think that his meeting with the neighboring pack did not go as planned. So while the duo waited in study, I put my best effort into getting their meal ready.
In a couple minutes and I was done and ready to deliver it to them. I set the food before them on the table and waited a little. Xander would not even look at me as I entered as he fixed his gaze on the paperwork before him. Allen, noticing the awkwardness of the situation, smiled at me as he grabbed his dish and had a taste.
"Trust me Nicolette, you have outdone yourself as always. This tastes amazing." Allen had said , full of smiles.
I thanked him for his compliments but waited still hoping perhaps my husband dearest would have words for me but he still would not look my way. Although Allen tried to hide it but I saw him kick Xander under the table and he looked up quickly, seeming now to have only noticed my presence in the room. He brought on his face a smile that seemed really hard to be there and I knew he was not angry but troubled. I have been with Xander long enough to discern from his troubled and angry countenance. I sincerely hoped that whatever it was that might have been bothering him would pass away. Xander was speaking to me now.
"Thank you for the meal wife but I think you should retire and get some rest now." he said to me
"Oh but the dishes..." I began
"Would be taken care of by the maids. You just go to bed. Allen and I have so much to talk about." he said to me.
There was no point arguing before it would begin to seem like I was crossing the boundaries of our agreement so I decided to give in. I bid him goodnight and to Allen as well who was rather too focused on his meal like it was the only thing that mattered. I made my way to my room immediately. Like I said, ours was a marriage of convenience so we did not share bedrooms. We had our way of respecting each other's personal space.
But tonight, I really could not sleep at all as there was so much on my mind. In my time of being married to Xander, regardless of how troubled he was he always found a way to make me feel comfortable but tonight,.it seemed he was trying hard to make eye contact with me. I needed someone to share this with and tell me that everything was alright so I decided to call on my best friend with whom I was supposed to go shopping with. She picked on the second ring.
"Come on Nicolette, it's late you know." she whined over the phone but I knew it was all a prank. She was one who would always listen to me
"Should I hang up?" I asked her sounding really stressed.
Actually I wanted her to notice my mood.
"Do not dare. What's up? Don't tell me you're having second thoughts about the spree tomorrow. Think of all the goodies we would get this time." she said
"Actually that's why I called Zibelle, I cannot make it." I said
"Why?" she asked
"Xander just returned and you know how it usually is." I said
"Yes. You play the devoted housewife but seriously, wasn't he supposed to be back much later like way after our shopping spree?" she asked
"Well you know how these things go. Anyways Zibs I got to go now." I said to her rather disappointed she could not pick up on the signs I was giving her that I was rather upset.
Well like I said she was my best friend and the moment I said I was about to hang up, she already took notice and asked what the problem was. I told her I was scared and worried over Xander. After explaining what had happened that night, Zibelle reassured me that I probably was overthinking it and just needed to sleep it off. I agreed with her and bid her goodnight.
It was all words because I found it pretty much hard to get any form of sleep that night. I was troubled and so was my wolf. I usually get certain hunches when something wrong is about to happen and I could tell that this was one of those times when things I feared happened. The only question now in my mind was about what was happening exactly as my fears were actually beginning to develop. This happened to go down as my most troubled night since my marriage to Xander and by the morning I hoped for my sake that everything would be alright.
Jagger POV“You gonna want to see this,” I hear through the earpiece.“Where?” I ask as I turn around, leaving the empty bedroom after trashing it. “Restaurant,” I hear and walk as fast as I can. “Eight minutes,” Thorn warns us. I feel the blood boiling in my veins, and when I enter the restaurant, I find Cornelius crying while Donna shakes her head incredibly, and I can’t help but chuckle at the sight in front of me. Cornelius on his knees with his hands behind his head pleading for his life. “Seven minutes.” “Look who I found,” I hear someone say as they drag a girl by the hair, and when my eyes meet mine, bile rises, and everything I thought I knew is thrown at my face. “The third person.” I let out as I tilted my head to look at her. Her face is red and swollen from crying and I try my best not to expose myself and having to kill every fucking bastard in this place. Her eyes raise to my mask as she shakes, and I shake my head slightly in disappointment. “Phone,” I say and he
Hello everyone.I am sorry I haven't been able to finish this book. I have been struggling with my mental health and needed time to myself. I can't guarantee that things will return to normal, but I can tell you I am feeling much better. The holidays are very complicated for everyone with kids, and I worked extra hours then. Now that I have had some rest, I am still trying to occupy my mind with things like decorating my kids' bedroom and starting a huge spring cleaning in my house. I will continue writing Jagger's story in February, but I can't promise it will be updated daily. I will surely try. I hope you all had great holidays and a fantastic new year. I will see you all in February. Love, Peyton.
Callie POV“I have something to tell you,” Rachel says as she looks at Carson as he bites his lower lip, and I frown. “We have something to tell you,” Carson corrects Rachel, and I sit back on my chair, almost bracing for the impact. “Okay…” I let out so low I think they might’ve not heard me. “We have been a little distant lately because..” Rachel starts as her eyes move from me to Carson, and she moves her hand, holding his as he stares at her. OMG. No.“We’re together,” she says, and everything in me freezes as my eyes move from one of my friends to the other. Carson is now staring at me with a small smile on his lips as his thumb caresses the top of her hand. “I am sorry we kept this from you, but as you can imagine, it took us a little while to figure out what was happening between us,” Rachel says, and I stay quiet, not believing what I am hearing. I am happy they are happy, but it’s still a little weird. I always thought Carson was gay through and through. “Say something for
Jagger POV“Are you sure you want to do this?” Dash asks as we both put our masks on. I nod as I try to focus on the task at hand. This is going to be the most dangerous thing we have ever done. “I think this can go wrong on so many levels,” Dash adds, and I look at my brother as he stares at me. The only thing I can see from his features are his eyes. The eyes that mirror my own. I let out a deep breath, gathering the guns I chose to take with me while Dash did the same thing. Wyatt has been extremely quiet, lost in his own mind. I know he is struggling not knowing where his family are, for their own protection. “Let’s go,” Wyatt says as he walks past me and Dash, carrying his duffel bag with the guns he is taking extra. The rest of the men are in the armory, grabbing their own things. This room is only for the three of us. “If things get too much, I want you out,” I say as I look at my brother, and he shakes his head, pressing his forehead to mine as his hand rests on the back of
Jagger POVI look over my shoulder to see Calliope staring at me. Her arms are wrapped around her body as if trying to self-soothe, and something inside of me breaks. I look into those beautiful eyes before I exhale and leave her inside our house. Once the door is closed behind me, I get into the mindset I am going to need to get this shit done. I hate lying to Calliope, but I also know I can’t tell her the truth, not yet. If she knew I wasn’t going away, that I would be in New York, she would have way too many questions I wouldn’t be able to answer. As soon as I close the door on my car I press the button to call Dash. “I’m on my way, is everything ready?” I ask Dash and I can tell by the background noise it isn’t. “What the fuck is going on?” I ask as I wait impatiently for the garage door to open. “One of my clubs exploded last night,” Dash says, and my brain can’t even begin to process the words that just came out of my brother’s mouth. “What the fuck?” I let out as I drive as
Callie POVLiving with Jagger has been the most amazing and weird thing I have ever done in my life. He is attentive and caring, but he also gives me my space and allows me to spend time alone so I can focus on my studies. I have never met anyone like him before. But there’s one thing I can’t get my head around. Several times, I wake up during the night, and he is gone. He is nowhere to be found, and I keep thinking he would tell me where he is going if he wanted me to know, right?“Are you okay?” He asks me, lowering his newspaper as he grabs a cup of coffee, bringing it to his lips. There’s something extremely sensual about a man holding a newspaper with only one hand while their eyes are on us. I feel a shiver run down my spine as these thoughts take over my brain. I nod slightly, trying to push away all the questions in my head. Jagger closes the newspaper and places it next to his plate. Immediately after he stands and walks to me with a confidence I envy. I keep my eyes on him,
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