LOGINTara’s POV I was chewing the inside of my cheek to death. The coming discussion would not be happening with my daughter present, not until I had a chance to talk with Abby first and gently explain the situation. I began standing from the table when a small hand gripped tightly onto my arm. Abby wa
Tara’s POV I brushed my hands against the cushions covering the circular booth. Somehow, the seats were softer than my own bed. By the time my mind had returned from the upper hemisphere following the many heart racing events unfolding in a singular day, my daughter and I were seated in a private r
Tara’s POV I stared at the file on my desk. My fingers tapped against the surface, more of a subconscious act then something intentional. Ordering an investigation into Tara had been an easier decision over the events of the past couple days, but now that the information was before me, the guilt wa
Kade might have told him about everything. Maybe Kade had even told him the true reason he broke up with me in such a cryptic manner. I was tempted to ask.Then, I could finally know whether there was an actual reason for our breakup, or had my mere presence really just made Kade feel sick.The man
Tara’s POV Abby surged forward, stretching out her hands and shoving the kneeling man. The force of her push actually sent Soren falling backwards onto his hands.Abby’s tiny hands balled into fists while she declared, “We’re going to a place where my mommy won’t cry.”Soren’s face fell with his re
Kade stopped struggling against my hold and had fallen limp against the wall. I could see the moment the pieces clicked inside his head. His eyes grew wide, his mouth falling slightly open. Kade whispered, “I have a daughter.” I should kill him. I really wanted to kill him. My wolf and I had alrea
Bella frowned and replied, “Feel like you’re waiting for a trick, Tara.” “I feel like I’m being tricked!” I exclaimed. “Maybe you are, maybe you aren’t, does it matter?” Bella asked. “You’re right he is absolutely loaded and doesn’t necessarily need to be helping you with Abby. It could be he is j
Tara’s POVI stared at the business card in my hand.The craftsmanship was exaggeratingly intricate. The metal card had a border carved from a mixture of symbols and intertwining branches.The refined design reeked of a very, very wealthy and very, very important man.Soren Hawthorne had spoken with
Tara’s POV Both Soren and I froze. I was stuck half-crouched on the porch with a box slipping from my fingers and he was stuck holding onto my daughter, keeping the wild child from falling onto the floor. A beat passed. I snapped out of it and placed the box down. “Abby, Mr. Hawthorne is not your
Tara’s POV “You’re just like a daddy.” Abby hooked her pinkie finger around Soren’s thumb and mumbled sleepily, “I wish you were my real daddy.”My chest was heavy with guilt.Watching my daughter stare at Soren with sleepy, solemn eyes was a reminder of my inability to provide a complete family.







