Charlotte Sanguinite POV:
Robert’s home is a four-bedroom house with a large yard that is well-maintained.
With Mano in my arms, I looked around as I went through the front door. A woman is waiting for us by the stairs, and she hurries over. She looks to be in her late fifties, and she smiles at me.
“You must be Miss Beaumont. "I’ve prepared a room for you. "I also took the liberty of setting up a litter box in your room and in two of the main areas of the house so that your cat will be comfortable, as well.”
Robert wrapped his arm around my shoulders. “Charlotte, meet Mrs. Mallory. She’s the housekeeper. If you need anything, you can go to her. If you want to change something or the decor isn’t to your liking, Mrs. Mallory will help
Charlotte Sanguinite POV:Robert’s home is a four-bedroom house with a large yard that is well-maintained.With Mano in my arms, I looked around as I went through the front door. A woman is waiting for us by the stairs, and she hurries over. She looks to be in her late fifties, and she smiles at me.“You must be Miss Beaumont. "I’ve prepared a room for you. "I also took the liberty of setting up a litter box in your room and in two of the main areas of the house so that your cat will be comfortable, as well.”Robert wrapped his arm around my shoulders. “Charlotte, meet Mrs. Mallory. She’s the housekeeper. If you need anything, you can go to her. If you want to change something or the decor isn’t to your liking, Mrs. Mallory will help
Charlotte Sanguinite POV:Robert freezes.When he doesn’t say anything or move, I roll my eyes. “I can still see you, Robert.”His shoulders droop. My own shake with laughter.My gait is slow as I head toward him, and he immediately tries to get rid of the egg in the pan.“Hold it!” I grabbed the pan from him. “Let me see.”“It’s not edible,” he says, glaring at me.“I’ll be the judge of that.”He doesn’t put up much of a fight, which is why I’m able to seize the pan from him. The contents have me gawking, though. What was supposed to be a fried egg is swimming in oil. It is still raw on top, and the bottom is black.I sink my teeth
Charlotte Sanguinite POV:I don’t like depending on others or leaning on people for support. It’s a habit formed out of necessity. But Robert is like a force of nature, taking charge of the entire situation, taking care of me.It’s been a long time since someone took care of me, and I don’t know what to do about it.My desire to push Robert away keeps getting weaker and weaker as he barges his way into my life like a bulldozer, crushing the shields I erected around me for my own self-preservation. Perhaps the breaking point for me was when he held me in his arms, telling me that if anything had happened to me, he would have looked after Mano.It’s foolish, but those words pierced my heart, and now I can’t look at him the same way.It frightens me how safe I find his arms and how reassuring his presence is. I know I’m lashing out at him at the moment, and it&rsquo
Robert Montgomery POV:Adam narrows his eyes at me. “Should I take that as a warning?”My lips curve humorlessly. “In our world, Charlotte is as weak as a human. Perhaps even weaker. I forced my way into her life. And I plan to stay. She’s mine now.”My friend looks at me thoughtfully. “You’ve got it quite bad, don’t you?”When I don’t bother answering him, he sighs. “I trust you, Robert. And I trust your judgment. Your girl has nothing to fear from me or my pack. Besides, Cynthia was pretty worried about you, so she’s going to be relieved things have worked out. However, I would advise you not to let your guard down too quickly.”I nod. He’s not wrong. I cannot let myself make eve
Robert Montgomery POV:The look of shock and guilt on Charlotte’s face confirms my suspicion.Beruth Sanguinite may have erased Charlotte from his clan’s history, but he couldn’t erase her from the memories of the people who once knew her. Harry, as my assistant, was tasked with looking up Charlotte’s past. He couldn’t find anything at first, but talking to a few vampires with whom the pack is still on somewhat decent terms revealed a lot.Charlotte Beaumont was once Charlotte Sanguinite, the oldest daughter of one of the most notorious vampire clan leaders. When Harry brought me that information this evening, I felt a variety of emotions: shock, betrayal, hurt, and anger.It was hard to reconcile the gentle Charlotte with the greedy, ambitious,
Charlotte Sanguinite POV:It’s the wetness of my cheek that makes me stir.Groaning, I opened my eyes and saw Robert’s face. For a brief moment, I felt confused and dizzy. And then, I register the pain. Along with the pain come the memories of what happened.I tried to sit up, but Robert held me down. “Easy. Not yet. You’re in no condition to move.”“I have to—I have to see the damage.”“Don’t worry about it.” He strokes my hair. “I’ve taken care of it." You need to rest.”“Arabella?”“Gone. "I didn’t kill her.” Robert’s eyes harden as he tells me that. I let out a sigh of relief, and he gave me a strange look. “She wa