Chapter 174: Is Lilly's POV I have edited it and it is waiting to be accepted by the editor. Sorry. The End Of Book 1: Book 2 will start after my trip abroad. Stay tuned for updates!
Lottie POV "I swear to god, if you touch my stomach again, I am going to...""Ram my fist where the sun doesn't shine, I know, I know." Chase finished my sentence but did nothing about his hand that rested on my swollen belly. "Hey little ones, miss me?" He cooed to my ever-growing stomach.Arching
"Time to study," Liam added with a wink, letting me know he was giving me an out. "Coming." I smiled over at him as I swatted Chase's hands off my stomach. "Water first." Adam commanded, reminding me instantly of the dominant and firmness Kane used around me. My heart ached for him and I sucked do
Kane POVI rechecked my watch, my foot tapping with mounting frustration. The heavy oak table was surrounded by Alphas, their gazes sharp and expectant. My father was at the head, speaking in his authoritative tone about borders and alliances. All of which I knew I should be focusing on, but honestl
"By showing strength and conformity," I said, pointedly glancing at the empty chair where Knox should have been. "A united front, clear communication, and mutual respect." The room fell silent, the Alphas considering my words. Finally, Alpha Matteo spoke again. "Actions speak louder than words, Kan
Knox POVI sat at the bar, nursing my fifth drink of the day. The White Flag was a sleek, modern joint just outside pack territory, a haven for all supernaturals. The bar had a sophisticated vibe, with plush leather seats, ambient lighting, and a polished mahogany counter that gleamed under the soft
"Brother." Kane's voice boomed from behind me, causing my momentary smile to drop from my lips. "Or not." I muttered, throwing the drink back in one gulp and sliding the glass across the counter to the bartender. My eyes lowered to the glass in his fingers and then to the bottle, glimmering with ho
Kane POVLeaving Knox at the bar felt like a punch to the gut, but I knew it was best to let him drink himself into a stupor. He was hurting, and despite my own frustration and anger, I understood why he was struggling. This mess was all my fault, it sucked, there was no other word for it. But was i
"Can you not make him take me?" Her reply came back almost instantly, laced with anger and disappointment. "If I had that superpower Connie, believe me, I would use it. Now are you meeting me there or not? Because if you would rather go with..""No. I will see you there in twenty. Bring your gold c