December 20th
Cato’s point of view
When Dad and I came home, I was greeted by Jess striding down the hall. She grabbed my face in my cheeks and kissed me, clutching my shirt in her fist.
“Thank you,” she said as I pressed my forehead against hers, “I’m so glad we’re all safe.”
I glanced over her shoulder. Her parents sat in the living room, wrapped in blankets, watching us.
“Have you told them about us?”
She nodded as she took my hand to lead me into the living room. My Mom and Grandad sat with them, steaming cups of coffee in their hands.
“Alpha,” Jess’s father said, getting to his feet, “Thank you again.”
I nodded, but I couldn’t bring myself to smile. The last time I looked into those eyes, he was punishing Jess and me for loving each other.
“... I also owe you an apology. I sho
December 23rdCato’s point of viewI stood by my office window in the base, my Dad beside me. In the street below, a nurse walked Adelaide out of the hospital. When she flew in from Vermont two days ago, she couldn’t walk, her skin sickly white and her body frail and weak.Now we watched as she sprinted across the street to where her father was standing. She leapt into his arms as he squeezed her tight and swung her around, kissing her head repeatedly.“You may come to regret letting him walk free, Cato,” Dad said, “But must say, I’ve never seen him love anyone, let alone that much.”I’d spent all morning speaking to Adelaide. Everything she and Luciano said matched perfectly, giving me no reason to suspect any malicious intent.“Maybe he had no one to love until Adelaide came along,” I said, “With no parents and you as his only friend, it must have been lonely.&rdq
Alpha Loren:"I think of myself a gentleman. My power, my strength and my action are alldriven by one thing- the instinct to protect the things I hold dear.But heed this:if you choose to stand in my way, you will see nothing gentle. Only everlastingsuffering and anguish far beyond your comprehension."-Alpha Leonardo LorenI hope you enjoy and happy reading.Love,Elle
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Years ago..."Ella! Connor! It's time for bed!" My dad called up the stairs.Our little feet could immediately be heard scurrying towards our warm beds. We knew that if we were quick, he would tell us a story. We snuggled tightly under the warm covers and awaited our father. We were eleven and twelve but you could never be too old for his stories.