Masuk(Jenna POV)Aunt Jeanie gestured for me to come stand next to her.I did… reluctantly.I watched as Roman’s face transformed from shock to confusion, and then from confusion to excitement.“This… this is your niece?” he asked.“Yes! The one I have been telling you about. This is Mitch’s daughter.”There was a huge smile on Roman’s face.“Wow. I shouldn’t have turned down that blind date idea.”I forced an awkward smile.“Hello, again,” I said, giving him a small wave.“You two know each other?” Aunt Jeanie asked, surprised.“We’ve met a couple of times,” I confirmed.“She was my date to the Smithstone wedding,” Roman added.Aunt Jeanie’s face lit up.“Oh, wait until I tell your mother!” she cooed to Roman. “Hurry, let’s order our coffees and then we can sit down and chat for a bit.”“Aunt Jeanie, I thought we had to be at Mr. Delaney’s office by 2,” I protested.“Oh, shoot! You’re right. Well… I’ll just call him and reschedule. This is important. It’s not every day we run into
(Jenna POV)A few weeks passed.I stayed at Midnight Moon, getting to know my father, the pack, and my other family members.My father brought me with him to pack meetings, showed me the pack’s governing documents, and introduced me to the pack’s lawyers.It was a slow process getting to know everyone, but I felt like I learned a lot about myself too. For example, my father and I had some of the same weird habits and behaviors, including sneezing in a pattern of seven instead of just once.No one that I met was perfect, which was actually a little reassuring. Every flaw I saw felt like confirmation that I wasn’t dreaming or wearing blinders.I continued to talk to Nick once or twice a day. Sometimes about things going on here; sometimes about things going on there; and usually about both. I actually loved it when he bounced issues off of me; it reminded me how much I missed practicing law.“Have you thought about what you want to do next?” he asked me one night.It felt like a loa
(Jenna POV)“Whoa, whoa, wait,” I protested. “Back up a second. That’s a ton of information that you just threw out in three sentences.”“I know.”He stood up and walked towards his desk, thumbing through a drawer in search of something. “Would you like some water or coffee?” he asked as he searched.“After that, I think I need a cocktail. Or three.”He nodded.A couple of minutes later, an Omega knocked on the door. My father must have mind-linked her. The Omega had scotch and ice for my father, and a large margarita for me.I had been joking when I asked for it. Even so, I wasn’t going to turn it down. I took a large sip.Soon, my father returned to the sitting area with a file in his hands. He laid it down on the coffee table in front of me.“What is this?” I asked.“Copies of the letters that I sent to the werewolf council. Requests for information that I sent to other packs.” He paused.“The letters that I got from your mother after she left.”I started to reach for th
(Jenna POV)After another quick hug, Jeanie left the office so that my father and I could talk.For at least 30 seconds, my father and I just stared at one another.I’m not sure what he saw in my expression, but in his I saw a strange mix of pride and admiration. To be honest, it made me slightly uncomfortable.Eventually, I decided that I needed to be blunt and direct with him. I didn’t want there to be any misunderstandings about why I was there.“Alpha Black, I want to be upfront. I know you need an heir, but I have a life, a career, friends, and ---”“I don’t need an heir, Jenna,” he interrupted. “My nephew –Jeanie’s son--- is willing and able to take over as alpha if you don’t want the position.”Okay, what?I furrowed my eyebrows.“But I thought that was why you were looking for me?”“No. I was looking for you because you are my daughter.”“But Nick said that ---”“Nick?”Sh&t. I forgot that most wolves didn’t refer to Nick so informally.“Sorry, the Alpha King,” I correct
(Two Weeks Earlier)(Jenna POV)I called Nick.“Hey, Sweetheart. You make it?”“I’m here.”“As in, inside the pack borders?”“As in, inside my car, around 1000 feet away.”“How long have you been there?”“An hour.”There was a long pause.“Sweetheart, it’s time to go in.”“I’m nervous,” I confessed.“About what?”“I don’t know.”“Sweetheart….”“I have hated him most of my life.”“So your expectations are low.”“Yes, but if I talk to him, and he is as bad as I’ve always thought –”“Then you have lost nothing.”“Then I’ve lost the hope that he could be more.”“What if you talk to him and find out he’s not a monster?”“What if he’s somewhere in between?”“Sweetheart, you won’t know until you talk to him.”“But you know.”“I know there is more to him than meets the eye. That’s it.”“What if –”“What if you don’t find out? Can you live with never knowing?”I sighed.“Okay.”“Call me later?”Agreeing, I reluctantly hung up the phone.****After spending another ten minutes in my car, I f
(Nick POV)“Connor.”I looked up, only to see my uncle entering my office. No knock; no invitation. Just straight on it, as though he owned the place.To be fair, he used to. But not now.“What do you want?” I growled.It had been six weeks since Jenna left for Jamaica. She was back in the states now, but at her father’s pack.“You look like sh&t,” he said casually, as he sat down in one of the chairs across from me.“What’s your point?” I demanded.My fuse was short. Very short. “I’ve been getting reports from your staff. You’ve been a nightmare around here lately.”“And?”“And it cannot continue.”I growled.I was the Alpha King. Not him.I was not in the mood for a lecture.“Say what you came to say.”“We have several candidates to replace Danny Nichols as Beta of Blue River.”I forced myself to keep a straight face when I heard Danny's name. I had tried for a long time to like the a&&hole, in part because I could see that he wasn’t a bad guy through and through. However,
(A little more than two years earlier)(Jenna POV)“Jenna Maxwell, I want you to meet Alexander McMahon,” my boss said as he walked into the conference room.I stood up and politely offered my hand. Instead of accepting the handshake, the 50-something Mr. McMahon turned my hand and kissed it gentl
(Jenna POV)I am standing in the middle of the woods… alone… staring into the dark night sky.Heavy rain pounds down all around me, while thunder roars and lightning flashes across the sky. I am wearing a rain jacket, but it is only barely doing its job. My hair is wet, and I am drenched from hea
(Jenna POV)When Mr. McMahon told me about the trouble that his investigators were having with Blue River Mountain Pack, I thought the problem was that Alpha Rivers had something to hide.Now, after three weeks and thirteen missed appointments, I was convinced that the problem was that Alpha Rivers
(Danny POV)It was late in the day on a Friday afternoon, and I was going through a never-ending pile of paperwork on my desk. I was exhausted, but I had at least another 3-4 hours of work before I could call it a day.Frustrated with the constant stream of interruptions today and my inability to







