Nicole POV I stand uncomfortably beside Michael in his office as his pack members arrive to give him their condolences for his father's death. We haven't discussed what happened last night, and I am too scared to ask him. Grayson enters, followed by a female; her pineapple sage and honey scent assault my senses as I look up. She smiles at me smugly as her gaze starts at my eyes and runs down to my feet. The satisfied expression on her face as she dismissed me had Nalia growling in my head. She caresses Michael on the back of his neck and purrs as she leans her body close to him, whispering, “I am so sorry about Julian, Michael.” Michael places his hand on hers as he says, “Thank you, Rose.” My body stiffens in anger as I watch them. An idiot could see that Michael and Rose have a history between them. Graysons moves Rose to the side as he claps Michael on his shoulder. “Sorry, Alpha, your father was a great man.” Michael presses his lips together in anger as he says, “Don't
Nicole POV I roll over in bed, looking for Michael; his side of the bed is empty again. I have been here for six months now, and the hurt I feel knowing he is still seeing Rose only increases. I was a naive fool; as soon as Michael showed interest in me, I couldn't wait to run off with him. I won't deny that he is the sexiest man I have ever laid eyes on, but I don't love him; I lust for him. Michael has not marked me, and I will not mark him as we are not true mates. Michael is possessive, but we don't have the wolves' overwhelming urges where their mates are concerned. Michaels's betrayal hurts me, but I am not physically in pain from it. My anger towards Rose has more to do with the total lack of respect she shows me as a woman. Just thinking about the bitch makes me furious. I fling back the covers on the bed; I need to have a shower before Marian gets here. The room spins, and I gag. I crawl to the bathroom and empty the contents of my stomach. I groan, resting my head in my han
Nicole POV The last eleven weeks have flown by; I wiggle, stretching my back, trying to get comfortable in the chair. Once the initial shock wore off, I was excited to tell Michael I was pregnant. I stupidly thought that having a baby would change things between us. He stayed home every night and became more attentive and loving toward me. He gave me compliments, and I started looking forward to him being home. It lasted a fucking week. Rose started coming to the house more, wiggling her arse in front of me as she constantly rubbed up against my so-called chosen mate. The fatter I got, the tinier her clothes got. Naturally, Michael loved all the extra attention she gave him, constantly walking around with a boner. I watch Rose, Grayson, and Michael run into the woods; the pack run has officially started for the night. I am grateful that he won't be back tonight; my back is killing me. I stand walking back into the house, stopping to make a coffee and ham and cheese toastie before he
Maree POV I look down at the baby girl in my mother's arms, and she goes to hand her to me; I shudder. I am not interested in nursing her. “He forced me, mother; why can't you believe me?” “I believe you, Maree, but we could have done something about it if you had told us sooner.” “So he gets away with it, and I have to raise the pup myself. Is that what you are saying?” “You won't be alone, Maree; your father and I will always be here to help you.” “Where is my father now?” “He has gone to speak to Alpha Leon.” I was disgusted with my mother; I was supposed to be Michaels, mate, not my fucking sister. My mother is supposed to love me unconditionally. How dare she humiliate me like this. Now I have a fucking daughter to raise; while Nicole lives the life of my dreams, I will make sure she suffers for all the hurt she has caused. I glare at my mother when she asks, “What are you going to call her, Maree.” “I don't care, mother; you bloody name her if you want.” My mother's
Michael POV Layla tries to walk; she is a quick little thing. I snarl when she puts her sticky hands on my leg fuck me, where is that useless bitch, “Nicole, get this fucking pup out from under my feet.” Nicole runs down the stairs picking her up, holding Layla close to her body, “I am sorry, Michael, I turned my back.” “If you cant look after her, Nicole, get some help.” She glares at me before turning and walking away. I still have not decided what I will do with Nicole. Since Layla was born, she has developed a backbone. I smile, raising my eyebrows, she could always have an accident as my father did, but then I would have to replace her to keep my pack happy. “Alpha, you are needed at the border” Grayson's mind links me. “What the fuck for Grayson?” “It's important, Michael; the fewer people involved, the better.” “Fuck me. Cant, you handle it” “No, there is a baby and envelope here, and the wolf delivering them won't hand it to anyone except you.” I intend to tell the
Nicole POV I turned my back on Layla for one minute this morning, and she went straight to her father. She has just turned one; she is a clever little girl; she knows Michael is her father. I watch Layla playing. There is no way I will take my eyes off her again. I can't risk her being near Michael; Malaki is never far from the surface. I can see him rippling under Michael’s skin more often than not. I still share a room with Layla. I have set it up as a nursery. I keep the king-size bed in the room for my use. The only time I have to share a room with Michael is when we have other packs visiting. I don't get involved in pack business as Michael has made it clear that the Red River pack is his alone. Michael spends most of his nights with Rose; our pack is aware they have a relationship. I do not attend the gatherings or runs anymore; listening to the whispers about Rose and Michael became too humiliating for me. Michael's dominating behavior towards me has become worse. He only allo
Michael POV Feeling pleased with my trip to the other pack, I was glad to be heading back home; I persuaded a few warriors to come over to our pack. The only downfall was Grayson had found his mate. Emily was a pretty little thing, extraordinarily docile and accommodating. Grayson can't keep his hands off her. I have walked around with a boner hearing them go at it every night, and it was killing me. I couldn't wait to get home to Rose. I knock on Rose’s door. She looks surprised when she opens it, “What are you doing here, Michael?” I reach out to take her in my arms when she takes a step back, shaking her head. “No, Michael, I cant Sasha is teething; I have just got her to sleep,” I snarl, “What the fuck do you mean no, Rose.” “Not tonight, Michael. I am tired; go home to Nicole. It is about time she earnt her place as your Luna.” I turn away from Rose before I punch her in the face; how dare the bitch say no to me. I open the front door of my home, still seething with ange
Nicole POVThe years fly when you have a child to look after, but Michael still treats Layla with contempt. I never leave them alone together. He spends most of his time at Roses, coming home when he thinks I need to be put back in my place. I still can't help responding to his advances; he normally gloats continuously the next day, making me feel cheap and even more disgusted with myself. I moved back into Michael's room when Layla started school. Michael did not want to risk the pack hearing that their magnificent Alpha didn't share a bed with his so-called mate. I groan, rolling over; I need to get my ass out of bed; it's the first day back at school for Layla. We have a new principal at the school. I have not met him, but what I have heard from Marian does not impress me much. I feel Layla’s excitement through our bond. I quickly get dressed and go downstairs to make her breakfast.Layla povI woke up so happy. I turned eight years old yesterday, and it's my first day back at sch