He raised his hand and grasped my shoulder. With his scorching warmth. I’m forced to face him, staring directly into his eyes. He’s clearly angry. "Tell me, Cara, why did you choose that bastard?" Alaric roare. "What’s the point of marrying a guy who isn’t there when his wife and daughter need h
Cara’s POV Alaric’s features instantly harden at my question. “Do you...love me?” I asked him. For every moment that passes without a response, it’s as if the question continues to echo around us, endlessly repeating. His mouth forms a hard line, and he looks down at the ground, folding his ha
Alaric’s POV “Go to her, sir. If you only just tell her how you feel, you can explain—” my Beta’s voice is fast and pleading. I cut John off, not letting him finish his suggestion. It’s preposterous anyway. It would do no good, there would be no use in discussing the situation with Cara further.
Cara’s POV I’m awash with relief when Dr. Marlow finally tells me that Mia is permitted to go back home. I whisper my thanks up towards the Goddess, not sure if my prayers had helped my daughter, but I figure it’s worth a shot either way. I gather up Mia’s belongings and get my daughter safely i
“Ah, the life of a jet-setting international playboy,” Eamon says mockingly. Landon sighs, being sarcastically dramatic, “Yes, it’s a tough life, but someone’s got to do it!” We all laugh together, enjoying the comfortable silliness for what may prove to be the last time in who knows how long.
Cara’s POV Without a second thought, I block Alaric’s new phone number immediately. And while I’m at it, I decide to block Matthew Bedford’s contact information, too. After that ridiculous proposal Matthew tried in the hospital the other day, he’s been trying to reach me constantly. I’ve ignor
Cara’s POV I freeze, not sure I heard him right. No, I must have misunderstood him. Either that, or… Or he’s just messing with me. A cruel joke. Yes, that must be what this is, I think to myself. “...Ha-ha, very funny,” I deadpan to Alaric, who is still standing outside my door. “You’ve had yo
Cara’s POV Barely a second into the kiss, Alaric’s tongue darts sneakily into my mouth, and I involuntarily let out a moan. His tongue moves with mine, kissing me intensely yet joyfully. I can feel him gently biting my lips, just like he used to do when we were fated mates. You can’t describe
Cara’s POVThe day was filled with contests with very little time to break in between. As such, I wasn’t able to talk with Alaric, my brothers, or Noel. Instead, though, I filled in the Claw Sisters and Georgie on what occurred.“A secret stabbing is so cowardly,” Charlotte said. “If she had any hon
Cara’s POVAt once, I moved my arm up to shield myself, desperate to protect my vital organs.Yet, when the knife stabbed into me, I surprised to find that the blade pushed back, harmlessly, into the handle. I’d seen such a thing happen in the past, during stage shows. Her knife was nothing more tha
Alaric’s POVWith Colin watching the kids, Ryan, Aidan, and I went to spectate the cooking event. The event itself was being held in a large gymnasium, with special mats set up to protect the typical gym floor. Atop the mats, each contender was given their own section, with their own counters, appli
Cara’s POVThe next day I was somewhat exhausted from the event on the night before. The organizers of the event must have taken that into consideration because today was the last day of rest before the contests started the next day.The cooking showcase was my first event, and I was already nervous
Alaric’s POVI was ready to start throwing hands a minute ago, but now, seeing how quickly and resolutely the BloodyMoon pack came to Cara’s defense, I allowed myself to calm down, at least enough to sit back down and contain myself.My fury at those that had spoken against Cara remained, however, a
Cara’s POVAs we started to move about the stage, following the steps of our routine, I kept an eye on Lilia and her can of paint. I had my suspicions that it was intended for me. At a crucial moment, when we were at the front of the stage, the routine would bring us directly side by side.Perhaps t
Cara’s POVGeorgie asked me to return to my dressing room, where she arrived shortly after carrying the gown that she was supposed to be wearing that evening. On herself, she was wearing a robe.Looking at my own dress still filled me with a sense of mourning. It had been such a beautiful thing, des
None of them seemed even remotely guilty. They were all entirely confident, I could see it in their eyes.Only Lilia wore a different expression. When no one else could see her but me, she seemed smug, smirking. She pointed to a nearby camera.“I’ve been on camera this entire time, too, if you don’t
Cara’s POVIn my mind, there could only be one person responsible for this: Lilia.The beautiful embroidery, torn out. The rainbow-shimmering lace, in tatters.It had been such a gorgeous dress, a true work of art.To see it destroyed like this sent an icy chill down through my veins. This was worse