[Third-Person’s POV]Unlike her husband, Isabella was well aware of the situation that was unfolding in front of all of them. She didn’t know who this Michael character was, nor did she really care. But ever since Evelyn showed up and began derailing her plans to get rid of Edward, she’d been lookin
Having spoken to one of the managers at the junkyard, the two of them were directed to a nearby mechanic shop. At first, neither of them understood the relevance of taking the trip over there. However, the old man was rather insistent on the matter.“Trust me,” he’d said. “The answers you’re looking
[Evelyn’s POV]I couldn’t fathom how Michael managed to see through Alexander’s plan, much less how he managed to find me here.It felt as though I was being backed further into a corner with nowhere to turn to. It was bad enough that I had to consistently watch out for Isabella, why on earth was I
It wasn’t long before I felt a dreadful feeling of someone watching from within the shadows of the room. My heart slammed violently against my rib cage as I dared to glance over my shoulder. I squinted my eyes and saw the frightening sight of someone emerging from the darkness.Isabella.I fought ba
[Evelyn’s POV]I wished the floor would have split open and swallowed me whole at that moment. The sound that tore from the back of my throat was utterly mortifying. What was worse was that Michael somehow knew what it meant.The heat that continued to sear through me was becoming more and more unbe
The house felt eerie and oddly empty but the pair was swiftly met with an uncomfortable-looking Isabella. The woman was pale and appeared guilty of some crime Alexander wasn’t aware of.She tried to put on a semblance of a respectful smile, giving a curt nod of her head in acknowledgment.“Alpha Ale
[Third-Person’s POV]Alexander ever-so-carefully lifted Evelyn off the ground, holding her close to his chest. He really wished she hadn’t passed out. It was, undoubtedly from the shock of seeing him without the wheelchair, he knew that much.He had reached the point where he couldn’t bear the thoug
A warm, possessive feeling simmered beneath his own skin. Oh God, yes. He wanted to touch her. He’d been wanting to feel the silken softness of her skin since the first time he saw her gorgeous body bare.He mindlessly let his hands roam down her leg toward the hem of her long skirt.Wait. Goddamnit
[Third-Person’s POV]Alexander was more than glad to know that Evelyn’s training had only managed to progress from that point on. Between hearing her own personal recounts of her sessions as well as checking in with either Erik or Thomas, he was satisfied.With one less thing pressing on his mind, A
Instead of helping him up, I actually reached down and snagged one of his ankles and, with all my strength, dragged me across the room. I heard the faint chuckles of Erik and Alexander as they watched this entire scene unfold.I’m sure it looked utterly ridiculous. Thomas was more than twice the siz
[Evelyn’s POV]I glanced at the mat on the floor but didn’t move an inch.I took a deep breath and slowly let it out. “Alexander, wherever it is that you’re planning, I’m not sure—”“Will you please just trust me?” he prompted.I clenched my jaw and, against my better judgment, moved over to the mat
That same, familiar pair of hands that had a high tendency to hold me close at night, came to wrap around my waist. My head tilted to the side as Alexander gathered most of my hair onto one of my shoulders.It was hard to believe that there was once a time when he and I weren’t like this. The though
[Evelyn’s POV]I really tried not to let the whole matter bother me. I was fairly sure that I wasn’t the only person to exist that wasn’t trainable. Still, I felt horrible knowing that I had wasted Erik and Thomas’ time.Every muscle and joint in my body was aching and for what? I couldn’t even say
“Believe me, although you got a little wobbly at the end there, it’s good to see that you still have that fire in you?”I turned back to glance at him with a questionable look. “Fire?”The two shared a knowing look with each other. “We, uh, heard about what happened with your Stepsister.”“Word alwa
[Third-Person’s POV]Evelyn had lost count of the number of times her curled fist connected with the hanging punching bag. The first few times were fine, having been shown the proper form. However, after the tenth time, she was really beginning to feel the burn in various parts of her body. Her join
Oliver had specifically expressed the importance of releasing a follow-up statement that could not only save face but rebuke anything the King had to say in regard to Alexander’s character.While Alexander was busy working on his newest press release, I had taken up my time in the greenhouse. I’d su
[Third-Person’s POV]Fiona felt frantic. Her nerves were growing more and more strained and coiled by the second.No. No, surely, Caroline had to be wrong in her assumption that she would be so clumsy and foolish as to leave something so vital behind.That night has been a manic blur from start to e