[Third-Person’s POV]At that given moment, Alexander was certain that he would agree to anything Evelyn wanted. He’d missed her deeply and had gone far too long without having this connection between them.He needed her the way that a person needed food and water to survive. He hadn’t purposely inte
Alexander was absolutely marveled by her determination. He let out a tortured groan the second she tried to shift her hips. “Good girl,” he praised.Evelyn’s expression was a mix of sweet, sweet agony and pleasure. “So d-deep,” she gasped.“That’s right. Now, you’re going to slowly lift up and let y
[Third-Person’s POV]Isabella often knew how to get herself out of troubling situations. It had become one of her many hidden talents over the years. Even during the desperate times, she always had a fallback plan.However, this time around, the woman seriously found herself trapped in a rather prec
[Evelyn’s POV]“You’re not going back to that house,” Alexander said swiftly.I’d finally gotten the first decent night’s sleep I’d had in weeks. My muscles weren’t as tense as they normally would have been and even my nerves weren’t heavily strained. I was gearing up to kick myself for letting this
It may not have been the wisest decision, but we didn’t exactly have all the time in the world.“I just don’t want to see you triggered and fall into another slump.”I rested my hands over his arm. “I know.”...On the way back to Silverwood, I tried not to think about the unfathomable dread that wa
[Evelyn’s POV]“Jesus Christ,” I hissed.I was deeply disturbed to find that many of my original plants were long dead from neglect. But the real shocker of it all was the mass amount of equipment that covered the entire top of the work table.My lips parted as my eyes widened in fear. Within second
Fine by him.The old Alpha had reached a point where he truly couldn’t care less what the woman did. In fact, he was thankful to receive any sort of quiet time to himself while he could.It wasn’t until he heard a loud sound of metal grinding that he stood up from his desk and quickly headed toward
[Third-Person’s POV]Leonard wanted to question why Evelyn and Alexander refused to continue their conversation in the living room. Instead, he turned to head back toward his private study.He resumed his earlier position behind his desk while Evelyn and Alexander took the two available chairs acros
[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