Feeling a little under the weather tonight, I will try to get another up but I might struggle guys. If not, I will get it to you tomorrow. P.S I know readers are not happy with Connie & Chase… But trust the process, have I let you down yet?
Lottie's POVStretching out on Knox's bed, I felt an overwhelming sense of peace wash over me. The soft rise and fall of his chest against my back was a comforting rhythm that I had missed more than I realised. His strong arms were draped protectively around me, his hands resting gently on my growin
Lottie POV: I started gathering clothes, separating clean from dirty. As I moved around the room, I couldn't help but notice how things had changed. Knox's shirt, which I slipped on, used to fit me like a tent. Now, it stretched snugly over my belly, barely reaching mid-thigh. I caught a glimpse of
Adam's POV "Lottie, wait up!" Walking out of the room with Liam and Lottie, I called after her. She turned to face me, and the pain etched on her face cut deeper than any blade could. It wasn't just Connie's venomous words that hurt her; it was the gnawing feeling that she was missing something vit
"Hard to be Luna of any pack if you're dead," I replied coolly, stepping closer until we were mere inches apart. "And believe me, I'd take great pleasure in making that happen." Her eyes flickered with a mix of fear and defiance. "Over Lottie? You're willing to start a war over her?" she snapped, t
Kane's POVAfter kicking Connie out early this morning, I paced back and forth in my room, the walls closing in like a vice around me. The silence was suffocating, each tick of the clock amplifying the emptiness I felt inside. Seeing Lottie again was supposed to make things easier, but it only tore
"Kane," he called out. "A word?"I waited as he closed the distance between us, bracing myself for the lecture I knew was coming. It was always the same—responsibilities, duties, the weight of the pack resting on my shoulders."What is it?" I asked, striving to keep my tone neutral. He studied me in
Connie's POVI paced back and forth in the kitchen, my heels clicking sharply against the tiled floor. The rhythmic sound did little to soothe the storm brewing inside me. My mind raced, thoughts tangled like a web I couldn't escape. What if they found out? What if Kane and Knox learned the truth ab
Kane's POVI reached the door, exhaling a heavy sigh just as something crashed against it from behind. A splash of liquid trickled down the wooden surface, pooling at my feet. The sharp scent of whiskey filled the air—a drink wasted in a petty act of frustration. I glanced over my shoulder to see Co