What is Lenox up to??
~Lenox’s Point of View~ Maybe it had been the alcohol, but I was certain it was the fact my mate was in my bed that allowed me to sleep like a baby. Even if she was flaming pissed, even if she made me throw away the clothes I’d been wearing because they smelled faintly like Stacey. Even if Cade pretty much refused to speak to me and passed out curled up in Weston’s arms, it didn’t matter. She was in my bed, and now I knew she’d never spend another night apart from us. I wouldn’t allow it. We were marking her tonight, there was no doubt in my mind. Weston insisted we had a lot of shit to talk about, but we rode home in relative silence. I was too on edge, anxious about the conversation to come. He was a mixture of nervous and pissed. I knew he wanted to know every sordid detail of what happened with Cade and I, but I wasn’t confident I would tell him. I knew there were some things he shared privately with her, and he needed to know I would have the same. He told me when we first
~Cade’s Point of View~ I found myself in the exact same position I had been in this time a week ago, staring at my wall and yelling at it like it owed me money. Only I seriously doubted the twins were coming by, considering I woke up to an empty bed with no note, no nothing. Had they expected me to just loaf around and wait for them? It was bad enough I had to wear some of their clothes to walk home, but this time … I didn’t even give a shit. I made a complete fool out of myself last night and probably fed right into Stacey’s hands. I felt like she wanted me to attack her and in sex hazed drunken state, it seemed like a good idea. But let’s focus on the fact that I offered to fuck them both and Weston turned me down. What the hell was up with that? *Uhm, did you NOT see the look of disappointment in Weston’s eyes when we were in the shower? You fucked up,* Fanny said, then gave me the cold shoulder. I sighed. I definitely did see the look on his face. I couldn’t accept that I now
~Cadence’s Point of View~ DING I sighed and looked down at my phone, it was a text from Weston that I almost didn’t want to look at. I’d been crying for over an hour and I had to get it together, there was literally no way I could show up to get ready for tonight looking like someone died. I’d never been afraid of literally anything in my life, and now I was afraid to read a damn text. But there was so much more behind it potentially. “Breaking news: Cadence Mattison has to admit, she was wrong. That maybe, the Goddess knows what she’s doing. Stay tuned to find out if she’s too late.” Weston: Hey beautiful, sorry we were gone this morning, pack business so we had to go. Do you want to ride together tonight or were you going with Valerie? We’ll have to come back here after the game to get dressed. I can’t wait to see you dolled up. I sobbed and re-read his message for the tenth time. I wasn’t even mad he was lying to me, knowing why. I was actually beside myself that he texted as
~Weston’s Point of View~ After getting the best damn kiss of my life from my mate, I felt as if I were on top of the world. I felt like all the other bullshit of the day just fell away. She breathed new life into me with her lips. For a blissful moment I was transported somewhere else where it didn’t exist. Not to mention seeing her in my jersey, fuck. It was a good thing I had a cup on or my growing situation would be on display. I played the rest of the game as if it was for her, even though I knew damn well it was all the same to Cade, she had no idea what she was even seeing. It didn’t matter. I’d never felt more alive, and more absolutely sure that things would work out. I still didn’t know how they would exactly and that was why I had agreed to Lenox’s stupid ass back up plan, which simply had to work at this point. We had nothing else. But seeing Cade in such a good mood, so freely willing to kiss me openly out in public like she did, just lit the fire in my body for her al
~Cadence’s Point of View~ While I felt a huge weight lifted off my shoulders at coming clean to … my mates… *Ah huh,* Fanny said, happy as hell I’d even thought the word Even though I wasn’t saying it out loud. There was still so much uncertainty. I couldn’t spend a lot of time with the guys after the game, Lenox was adamant they had an appointment. I had no clue what that meant, on a Saturday night … before a charity dinner. But I didn’t want to push my luck. I gave myself a final look in the mirror trying to decide how I felt about my “warrior gown” as I called it. I felt like I needed some armor tonight, since I was still out of sorts. I always had the highest confidence when I went out. Especially all dolled up in a hot gown and fuck me shoes … how could I not feel fierce and ready to conquer the world? Cause I literally had no clue what came next. Fanny was completely convinced the guys were banking on tonight. That we’d spend the night together and finally get down to busine
~Lenox’s Point of View~ “What is this shit,” I whispered to Cade as poked something weird on my plate. Mystery meat. She made a face and bent to sniff her blob. She shook her head in disgust and pushed it away. “I’d rather not find out,” she said, smiling and reaching for her water. I nodded in agreement. Couldn’t they just toss some burgers on a grill and call it a day? Why serve some weird ass food that is going to get tossed out? The presentation was winding down and we were all anxious for things to get moving. “So if we’re supposed to be eating dinner now what are we doing on the date,” Weston asked. “Getting a fucking pizza I hope. But they had several “activities” I guess it’s random,” Cade said, sighing. I licked my lips at my hot as hell mate, I loved a female with an appetite. I can’t even count how many times I took a girl out just to have her shove the food around on her plate and not even touch it. My mate definitely needs to eat and be healthy, not starve herself
~Cadence’s Point of View~ *What happened! I don’t understand,* Fanny shouted, driving me even more insane. Run, I need to run. I need to spare them this embarrassment and get the fuck out of here. I moved swiftly to push open the limo door since Chase was standing outside talking to the driver. I thought I could make it. I’ll run and shift and find somewhere to hold up for the night. Wrong. “Now, now, where are you going? Running isn’t the answer. I know it’s the easy thing, the obvious thing. But stay and face this, together with them. Don’t run Cade. If they have to find you it’ll be worse … well I’ll be the one chasing you so just don’t,” Chase said, practically throwing himself across the seat to snatch my wrist. I flopped back into the seat, damn he’s quick. Too quick, I gotta remember that. “My personal life isn’t for strangers’ entertainment,” I said, wiping a stray tear. He sat next to me but he didn’t speak, smart bugger. Once I said those words I only wanted to slap
~Chase’s Point of View~ I’d dedicated every waking moment of the last decade to two things: doing everything possible to watch out for and care for Brianne, and making the Keller twins look damn good. I let them cheat at games and training, and once they got their wolves I’d trap animals and set them free close by so they could look like macho heroes. So much of the stuff I did to help them, they didn’t even have a clue. But that’s what a good Beta does. Selfless to a fucking fault. I have to wait for what seems like an eternity for my mate, so I have to pass the time somehow. It used to piss me off, that they always took all the credit, got all the glory. But now, I’m happy to do my part, because it makes Brianne happy and that’s all I live for. Some might call it pathetic, well … I don’t give a shit. As impossibly hard as it is most days I wouldn’t trade it for the world. Every day is a chance for a new memory with her I’ll cherish forever. I’m getting more time with my mate than