로그인“How are they?” Cade was standing in the doorway to the NICU. Currently, I was standing between them. My daughter was on my left and my son was on my right. Both were 1.1 pounds and 11 inches long. I would laugh at the irony of the lucky number 1111, but I couldn’t. Not without Tatum. “Fighting.
Maddox POV I didn’t like this one bit. Everything in me was screaming to stop this. Cade looked at me as he walked in. I had just told him how I felt. How wrong this all felt and how I didn’t want to do it. He and a few other alphas convinced me this would be for the better. Seperating Tatum and me
It’s been one week since the bomb of Tina possibly kidnapping Jo. One week of Maddox walking around like he wanted to murder someone. One week of blood transfusions and charting growth on the babies. Seven nights of restless nights, filled with dreams of Tina hovering over me with a knife. Each day,
Jo didn’t follow me into the office. “Tatum.” Steele had a fresh layer of sweat on his forehead. “We moved to the conference room since there was not enough space in the office.” His eyes looked at all the bread and then back up at me. “Have you had that ginger tea?” “No yet.” “Okay. Go inside bef
“NO!” Maddox started punching the wall. Each hit, I flinched at the pain he was feeling. “You are not fucking dying!” “What is going on?” Everyone filed into the makeshift shop. Peircy was watching Maddox with an expression I didn’t need to analyze. “She made her decision.” Blair gave me a sad s
“Why do you say that?” Cade asked, looking at me. “I don’t know. She just said she had the perfect plan to get her hands on you. That it won’t be much of a fight.” “I can think of only one reason why Tatum would willing turn herself in.” Peircy looked at me. “Who?” I didn’t recognize my own voi







