LOGINGalatia’s POVAudrey handed me a cup of steaming hot black coffee, just the way I like it, just liked my heart. The morning sky was clear, but it felt like the raining season was getting nearer than normal.“Thank you, sis.” I said and she smiled, nodding her head before sitting beside me on the patio.I had been able to avoid her last night, following Sidney upstairs to her room in the guise of having a lover’s intimacy, even though I was sure Audrey didn’t really buy it.If anything, she knew I was just trying to avoid talking to her. Aside being a psychologist, she was a seer; a gift she had as a wolf, and that was enough to see through me.I guess now was the time, I couldn’t escape the questions I knew was coming.“So… That woman, Ms. Harp, huh…” she said, smiling in a teasing way as she looked at me. “Is she really your girlfriend?” She asked.I wasn’t sure the best way to answer this, so I decided it was best to tell her the truth. “Well, she’s my mate, Audrey, but more importa
Galatia’s POVAs soon as her skin touched mine, Grey roared within me, and even though I pushed him back, he still wanted to come out to be with her.I knew what Sidney Harp was trying to do, but she didn’t know she was playing with fire.Her arm looped through mine like it belonged there, like she hadn’t just forced her way into my space with that same reckless boldness that had been driving me insane since she arrived. But the moment her skin brushed against mine, everything in me sharpened.Her scent hit me again… stronger this time, and it wrapped around me like a trap I was walking into willingly.“He’s mine!” She had said that and it sounded so truthful, even though I knew she said it maliciously.“Galatia?” My sister’s voice cut through the haze in my head, but it barely grounded me.Because before I could say anything, Sidney shifted closer. Although, it was subtle and anyone else wouldn’t notice. But I did. I felt everything. The heat of her hand against my arm, the faint tre
Serena’s POVA knock sounded against my door that evening and I sighed, pushing back the blanket against my leg before standing up.“One minute,” I called, walking to the mirror to straighten my hair and make sure I didn’t look miserable before opening the door, because for all I knew, it was Galatia at the door and the last thing I wanted was to let him see me that way.After I was satisfied with my look, I walked over to the door and unlocked it. I then pulled it open a crack to reveal a Dahlia. Relieved, I opened the heavily carved door fully.“Good evening, Ms. Harp. Mr. Berk asked that you come down for dinner.” She said.I folded my arms across my chest, giving her a surprised look. I didn’t think Galatia would want to see me after what happened this morning. “Why? I can just eat my dinner in here.”Dahlia hesitated for a fraction of a second, and that alone told me this wasn’t a casual invitation.“I was told to get you for dinner, Ms. Harp,” she said carefully, the kind of car
Galatia’s POVAs soon as I stepped into my room, the scent that assaulted my nostrils was hers, and I knew instantly, that she was in here.I turned to look at Dahlia, wanting to ask her why she had let this happen, but I also knew the poor woman couldn’t win against Sidney Harp.“Where is Ms. Harp?” I asked Dahlia to be sure she didn’t really know she was in here. “Is she awake?”Dahlia nodded her head. “Yes, she had breakfast and she’s in her room.”Her room, my foot. She was right here, hiding as if that could help keep me from knowing. I took a while, then finally, I said. “Good.”Dahlia bowed as I walked to a drawer, rattling it open and checking for the file I needed, the one that brought me back home.By the time Dahlia left the room, I had my hand in fist, gritting my teeth. “You should come out now, woman” I said.For a second, I heard nothing, and I could tell she was hoping I just left her instead and pretend she wasn’t there, but there was no way I was leaving her in my ro
Galatia’s POVLater that evening, the yelling reached me all the way from my office, and it was loud enough that I immediately knew who was responsible. I didn’t need confirmation, didn’t need to ask. Of course it was her. Sidney… or whatever her name was, had already made herself impossible to ignore.The hell she had put me through on the way here from the airport, almost scratching my face just because she wanted her phone back.Grinding my teeth together, I rose out of my chair and started to walk out of my office, irritation rolling through me in a familiar, unwelcome wave. I had deliberately avoided her all day because I simply did not have the patience to deal with her questions, her attitude, or the inevitable explanations she would demand. I did not owe her anything beyond shelter, and tonight, of all nights, my tolerance was nonexistent.Not tonight.This was one of the many reasons I had told Ronnie it was a bad idea, but after pleading relentlessly as if the fate of the wo
Serena’s POVDrenched in sweat, I woke up with a scrambled mind, and for a moment, I couldn’t even tell where I was. My mind was blank as I looked around the room, the fine fabric on the bed, the rich fibre curtains, and everything else in this room.A moment later, I remembered where I was, kidnapped, in that man’s house. It was strange though, that a kidnapped woman such as myself was fed last night with the most delicious chicken soup I had ever tasted, kept me in a room this nice with soft bed and all of that, and still, yet to contact anyone to ask for a ransom.Wait, had he done that already? Was that why he collected my phone? That wasn’t possible. If he had contacted my sister, I was sure he would have also needed me to speak with her, at least, to show proof of life.I pushed myself upright and dragged a hand down my face, my heart still racing like I had been running from something in my sleep. My sheets were damp, my hair stuck to my neck, and whatever dream I had been havi







