Alpha Michael's POV: "Gotten any updates?" "Not yet, Alpha Michael. Things haven't really been looking up. We've just been stuck here trying to find some sort of lead." It took a lot for me not to toss my phone over to the other side of the room. I would have loved to watch it crash against the wall for the satisfaction of it but gods knew I couldn't do that. I tried to maintain a cool demeanor while he rambled off for the next one minute. "So all of this means there might not be a lead? What the fuck is your final verdict?!" I snapped into the phone, seething with rage as I waited for his reply. "I don't know yet for real, Alpha Michael. Whoever got their hands on this must have done it to get to you because this is the first time we aren't getting a lead on anything." I ended the call before he could say anything and dropped my phone into the couch closest to me. I raised my fingers through my hair, resisting the urge not to do something nasty. She h
Catherine's POV: "Julia!" I called at the top of my voice before pushing out of the lounge chair I was seated on. She'd been playing with Jason who was still concentrating on the Lego house he was building before the flutters of a bird's wings pulled her attention. And now, she was on her feet, going in the direction of the open gates of the pool and not even watching her steps as her only focus was on the bird. I let the book fall to the chair before I hurried over to where she stood and pulled her out of the way before she could dive right into the water. "Julia!" I cried, breathing heavily. "You nearly fell into the water." She clutched her puppet to her chest, her eyes still trained on the bird that seemed to be more concerned about pecking the tree trunk than a little girl who was intrigued by it. "That's a woodpecker. I've only ever seen it in cartoons. I want to hold it." She turned to look at me, her lips forming a pout. Sighing, I place my hand on
Alpha Michael's POV: I'd been so thankful that I had stayed back to watch her play with the kids. I wouldn't have caught sight of her going over to the pool or even slipping and falling. Immediately, I lost every form of control, running out of my office and nearly flying through the walls to get to her. From the way she had taken the fall, I knew that there was no way she could regain some sort of control over the water. And now, she lay in her bed, her face pale and her eyes red from staying in chlorinated water for that long. "I'll take care of that," I said to Catherine who somehow found it difficult to lift her hand. She looked up at me for a brief moment, smiling at me before letting the spoon drop into the plate. I took over, perching right beside her and taking the tray from her hand before I began to scoop the soup and push it into her mouth. Jason was right on the bed beside her and she threw an arm over him like she was protecting him from
Catherine's POV: The kids are asleep now and it is really late and somehow, I can't sleep. I don't want to admit to it but I know I am still awake because I am waiting for Michael to return. At the sound of gates opening, I find myself sitting up awake and checking to see if he's the one but he isn't and once again, I remain in bed, watching the ceiling and waiting for him to finally return but he doesn't. At exactly ten o'clock, I heard the familiar sound of his car door being pulled open. Pushing to my feet, I hurried out of the room, wondering why I was so excited for his return when I wanted to have nothing to do with him. I stood by the door, watching as his car cruised to a halt and he stepped out. He had bags in his hand and he shut the door to his car before turning and making his way towards the porch. When he got close to the door, he stopped to speak with one of the guards at the door and like he sensed me, his eyes darted over to me and the small smi
Alpha Michael's POV; "Why have you chosen to take her back in? After what she did to you? She left you for another man!" I was seated in my throne room, watching Peter prance around why he yelled and yelled over everything and nothing. He had the guts to pay me a visit even after I had warned him, even after it was so obvious that he had been the one to mastermind it all. He was still alive and standing here because I was yet to find any evidence against him. My full suspect was Jennifer and if no dirt was found on her, he was going to be the next person to go after. "Brother," He walked up to me and I stood to my feet. "The divorce papers are missing for your own good. It is obvious that the moon goddess doesn't want you calling off the divorce. She left you when she should have stayed so let her pay for her sins." "You know," I began, walking in the direction of the small table standing on the far end of the dais. "For someone who has always hated me right bef
Catherine's POV: I had gotten a text message from Doctor John this morning, asking for us to meet at one of the coffee shops close by because he had something important to tell me. That message had gone un-replied for hours and I blocked the thought out, engaging myself in other activities like making it a point of duty to take care of the children and serve them breakfast. Jason had been so happy when he woke up to his new Lego plastics. It had him extremely elated and he had talked about nothing but hai Lego until Julia yelled at him to keep shut. It had been awkward and amusing at the same time but I chose to keep quiet, knowing fully well that she was that way because she had gotten a Barbie doll which she hated so terribly. I knew my daughter and I knew that she cared for Michael because she wouldn't have gotten so mad that Jason had gotten the perfect gift while she got something she terribly hated. It was my duty to make her see the good in him. She was a
Alpha Michael's POV: The next morning, I decided to spend the rest of my day at the company. I hadn't been around for several days as I had been occupied by a lot. Once again, I'd left the Palace without seeing Catherine. I had gotten information that she had gone out yesterday with a sundress. I had no idea why but I guessed she needed some time alone to enjoy the solitude so I had no issues with that. On my arrival at the company, I was greeted warmly once again by my staff and this time, I returned a stiff nod each time they greeted and waved at a few who were closer to me than the others. My office was cleaned up properly and the smell of wood, charcoal and coffee wafted into my nose. It was a relaxing scent and for once in a long time, I was glad to be here in my office. Jennifer was yet to appear at the office and I wasn't so bothered. As we weren't going to talk anyway. After this arrest, I believed she was going to keep to herself. I spent most of m
Catherine's POV: After my meeting with John yesterday, I had been slightly disturbed by it all. Having to sit and listen to him turn me away from Michael had been more annoying than I expected it to be. I knew he was in love with me and wanted to take care of me but it was getting too much. Talking about Michael was something he couldn't stay without doing and somehow, it was putting me off. But I tried not to think too much about it. Why was he so invested in him so much? Also, the lights that had flashed in our direction for that split moment were suspicious as hell. There was something definitely off about it and I honestly couldn't tell what. I had tried not to think about it but it was impossible to do so. When I returned home yesterday, Michael was out so I spent time with the kids while absentmindedly going back to my date with John. I probably shouldn't have gone to see him. Well, it has happened. There was no need to lament about spilled milk. T