LOGINSloaneI decided to follow him so it wouldn't seem rude, but Gen followed us instead. She talked about so many things along the way, keeping us busy and preventing Jeremy from talking to me.“You know what? You would love Moonlight Pack, Jeremy. Just look at Sloane. She came here as a stranger but has now fallen in love with the pack.”Jeremy looked at me, a satisfied smile on his face. “I hope I get to enjoy this pack as much as she has.”I laughed awkwardly, understanding what he meant. Why was he flirting with me, though? It seemed as if he was ready to flirt at any given time.Gen laughed, coming between us so he wouldn't go any further. She kept talking about how much she loved everything in the pack. The clubs, the market, the malls. Moonlight Pack was a really big pack. Think of it as a city, so we could only talk about and show him the little that was nearby since we were trekking on foot.As we walked, Gen received a notification on her phone. Her face lit up with a smile whe
SloaneHe was flirting, and I knew it. I tried to laugh it off as I dried my hands on the dry hand towel.“You know, you do remind me of someone. Isn't your brother Alpha Kris?”I paused.So he does know me, but from where?“I don't talk about Kris here, and I would love it if you don't either.”“Oh.” He sort of got the message and stopped smiling. After we were done, I proceeded to the fridge to get out some leftovers to heat them up. I took out some milk while I brewed coffee.“Here, let me help you.” He rushed towards me, our hands brushing against each other, and we both noticed. I paused, pulling away.He walked to where I was, his hands holding the coffee mugs as he dropped them on the counter.“You know what? Why don't we play a game? You tell me things you like, and I'll tell you mine.”“Oh.” I was about to refuse when I heard footsteps approaching us from behind.“There'll be no game playing,” Dean said from behind us. We both turned, and I didn't think I would be so happy to
DeanMy brothers and I looked at the DNA test results in my hand. We had specifically had them checked three times, and they came back positive. That is to say, the man who is standing in front of us, right now and right here, is our father. How could that be?There's no way he is our father. No way.“Now, do you believe me?” he asked.We had offered him shelter and food over the week, just not in the main house, though. We have a few houses, apartments, and buildings that aren't occupied. We just decided to give him one of the apartments in order to sort out this DNA test thing. Today, we had returned with the results, hopeful that this would sort out this mess, but instead, it added to it.“You're wasting your time looking for an answer that's not there. I am your real father. What other way do I have to prove it? Logan suggested a DNA test, and we did this three times. Do you need a fourth time or something?”There's the snarky response I needed. Dad was that kind of person, someon
Dean“Dad?” I asked, staring at the man standing in front of me. There is no way in hell that man is my dad. My father passed away a long time ago. I don't know who the hell this is or what he's doing here.“Who are you, and what are you doing here?” Logan asked.“Answer me before I call security on you.”“Son… son. It's me,” he said, his hands up in the air. He smiled, the kind that didn't reach his eyes. “I'm back.”“We don't know who you are. Our father died by suicide a long time ago. You are an imposter,” Hunter said, and I definitely agreed with him.“Okay, I think we should talk about this somewhere,” Sloane said. “If we can talk about this, I believe that we can come to an understanding.”“Who is this?” The imposter pointed at Sloane. The black guy looked at her weirdly, and I didn't like it one bit.“Hey! Get your eyes away from her.” I walked towards him and pointed at him to set him straight.Sloane looked at me and then back at the guy. She didn't notice or understand that
Sloane.She died.The triplets haven't moved on from it, and I don't expect them to. They didn't even want to talk to anyone during Tracy's burial. They didn't even get to say goodbye to her, and it hurt them. I don't know how they must feel, but I know it hurts them so much.They haven't eaten anything. They didn't even want to talk to me about how they felt.“Hey,” I said to the three of them as they walked into the house. The maids were dispersed, and it was just us in the mansion. We had just returned from Tracy's burial, and it was hard on them. They left before the burial was finished, and although they didn't cry, I knew how much their hearts were breaking.“I'm a little bit hungry. You guys want to eat anything?”They all turned to me, tired expressions on their faces as they looked at me. “I can cook up some of those cookies you three love,” I smiled, trying to make the room lighter.“I'm not hungry.”“I am not, either.”“You can make the cookies for just yourself, Sloane,” H
Sloane The triplets have been doing everything to make Tracy feel good and happy. They bring her breakfast in bed, have little karaoke nights with her, and take her out to the city to have some fun. It's been a fun week since Tracy was discharged, and I have watched the triplets grow so much within these past few days. They really love their mom, and they would do anything if it meant she was going to live.Today, I was at home alone with Tracy, and the triplets had gone off to work. I decided to check up on her after they left.I walked up to her room and knocked on the door. She opened it, her face lighting up when she saw me.“Oh, Sloane. Come on in.”I smiled and walked in when she allowed me the space to come inside. We haven't told the pack about the recent developments with Tracy's health, and she doesn't want to tell anyone right now.I haven't even told Gen, although she told me she suspected Tracy was sick. As much as I love Gen, and she's literally the best friend anyone c
Sloane “You need protection and only us can offer you that right now,” Hunter said out of the blue. I rolled my eyes, clearly not listening to him or anyone. “No. What I need is to go back home.” “Why? Let me remind you that they exiled you from your pack, so you're stuck with us,” Logan chim
Sloane I opened my eyes slowly, letting them adjust to the bright light spilling across the room. I sat up and took in my surroundings. I lay on a king-size bed, the drapes drawn tight. Tonight I wore a nightgown instead of the dusty lingerie I'd fallen asleep in. Where is this place? Where is D
Sloane Traitor? I looked at my brother as if he suddenly had two heads growing on his neck.“Kris? What is going on, and why are you calling me a traitor?”“Because you are one. You think I wouldn't know about the fraud?!” he shouted.I shook with fright and tried to steady myself, staring at him.
Sloane I never thought I would cry for a man, but here I am—frozen, my ass exposed to the wind—as I bawl, watching my boyfriend go balls-deep into my best friend.He'd told me he would be working late today, a line he'd been using too often. So I decided to surprise him, wearing nothing but sexy l







