MasukFrom across the room, Reid shot Barrett a knowing look. Of course, Barrett knew the true reasons. But he certainly wasn’t going to share them with this reporter. Why waste the opportunity?“I have a firm belief that Killian West is the sole reason why Elena left. He stole Elena away, promising her a
Third PersonWhat the hell happened?!Barrett felt deep in his bones that something was wrong. There was no chance that Elena should have had the chance to not only renew her medical license but also proceed to have it moved under Vitalis’ records.It felt like he’d been sabotaged...He returned bac
ElenaI could partially understand why Killian insisted that I attend the official signing between Vitalis and the Valerius family. He’d made it abundantly clear that it was because of my work that Roderick was won over by the company.To be honest, I would have much rather stuck to my research back
BarrettThe morning had started out like any other. Quiet. Dull.However, life at Halloran Manor was about to become far more interesting the moment one of the maids collected the mail. The house was abuzz with rumors when they all stole a glimpse at a rolled parchment that had been tied with an ele
KillianKillian would never openly admit that he had basically come to memorize Elena’s weekly schedule. He knew that she ran her weekly errands on Sundays with Isabella.He even remembered Elena once mentioning that there was a seasonal farmers’ market near the apartment complex that she was eager
ElenaI really had tried my best to assure Killian that nothing would happen while I was outside of the office. In his mind, without the security guards around, I was basically vulnerable to whatever Barrett would possibly attempt.The only way I was truly able to ease his concerns was by promising
ElenaBarrett kept talking.He must have felt me go still, because he pulled back enough to look at my face, and then he started to explain. The Pack's internal tensions. The Vitalis Corp deal hanging in the balance. An Alpha with a publicly human Luna would destabilize the council at exactly the wr
ElenaThe room had gone quiet in that specific hospital way. A monitor beeping somewhere down the corridor. And a fluorescent hum above us.I heard my own voice ask the question before my brain caught up."Is he your husband?"Sophia's hand was still flat against her stomach. She looked at me, then
Elena"You need to stop the ovulation shots."Dr. Marin said it the way she always said hard things. Flat. Clinical. No room to argue.I sat cross-legged on the exam table in my hospital scrubs, wedding ring on a chain tucked under my collar where it always lived. I smiled at her anyway. I was the d
ElenaBarrett took a long breath.Then: "Of course not. Of course I believe you."The words came with the right speed, with the right warmth, and six months ago they would have worked on me.Today they landed flat.The five seconds of silence before he spoke had already answered for him.He turned o







