hi! wanted to say thanks for letting me know when I make an error. i always correct them after seeing it. also wanted to ask to leave a review if you like the story, but it's fine if you want to wait a bit longer too. and lastly, let me know what you think. Sierra, Leia and Kate are off, playing detective. maybe it can make Kate and Sierra a bit closer again.
Leia’s pov I was putting on a brave face, but everything that happened was a fucking lot. I wasn’t just dealing with being beaten and almost sexually assaulted by someone I thought fucking loved me. I couldn’t even be angry with him, because he fucking died. My dad says I should talk to someone or maybe doctor fucking Angela, but I am in no mood for therapy. I want my body to heal first, those ribs hurt a whole fucking lot whenever I laugh, cry or just fucking breath. And I hate having my arm in a cast. It’s my right arm too, so I can’t even fucking write. Okay, pity party is over. Right not we need to figure out who killed Mark. “Honey? Are you okay?” Mom said softly. She had been tiptoeing around me and it was getting on my fucking nerves. I didn’t need to be babied. Especially not when this whole thing was my fucking fault. Everyone warned me about Mark, but I stupidly stayed. “I’m fine, mom. I’m hanging out with Sierra and Kate today, okay?” “Be careful, if you start to feel
Kate’s pov I was one of the only people allowed to see Asher. Honestly, I would go down there even if they told me not to. But for now, dad, mom and I were the ones who could visit with Asher. And Easton, because he was his lawyer. “We’re trying to figure out who did it.” I told Asher after spending the afternoon with Leia. I felt bad for involving her, she was dealing with so much right now and I wasn’t sure if I should give her time or distract her. “So you finally believe I didn’t do it?” Asher said annoyed. “Sorry. I wasn’t sure. Sierra was the one who kept believing and convinced me and Leia to help you.” “Leia? Is she okay?” Asher sounded concerned. “She’s feeling guilty and she’s hurting still. Her body is really sore and I might have pushed her too much by visiting Mark’s mother.” “You did what?!” Asher growled loudly. “I wanted to see if Mark had any other enemies. Search his room or talk to his mom, but she is totally crazy and was no help.” “Why the hell would you
Sierra’s pov I was trying so hard to let Kate know that I considered her a friend. That we were fine, even after she kissed me. I even got dressed near her, trying to show her, I wasn’t scared or felt weird around her. But then I made the stupid mistake of sniffing her neck like an insane person when I was putting a necklace on. She smelt really nice and I was drawn to her scent. When we were both dressed and I had put on some make-up, we went out to my car. Kate’s guard Tyler was behind us, so at least we would be safe. We arrived at the club and Kate looked really nervous. I grabbed her hand and squeezed it softly. “It’s not as bad as it sounds. Just some people dancing and loud music. We’ll try and find Bella and then we’ll leave okay?” Kate looked thankful and I held her hand as we entered the club. It didn’t take us long to find Bella and her group. They were all dancing together, being really loud and cheerful. If Bella was Mark’s mate she wouldn’t look so happy right? I
Kate’s pov I woke up feeling very relaxed. How could I feel this way after last night?! I was angry and sad when I saw Sierra kiss Tyler. Was she really that disgusted by me, that she would kiss the first random guy she saw?! Why was I so warm and what was pressed against me? I still hadn’t opened my eyes, this was one of the best nights of sleep I had ever had. I suddenly remembered where I was and opened my eyes. Scanning the room. I looked down and that’s when I saw it. Sierra’s leg draped all over my leg and her arm on top of mine. How could I have not noticed? I tried to move away, by turning to my back, but Sierra was still asleep and her leg was still on me. So much for not snoring, because she made the cutest little snoring sound. It felt so nice being this close to her, that I was debating staying here. But Sierra would be mortified if she woke up like this. I tried to pull her arm off me, but she grabbed a hold of my pajama shirt and pulled me closer. “Stay.” Sierra gro
Asher’s pov I hated being locked up again. The first time was just boring. But now there was this added stress of being blamed for something I didn’t do. Did they really think I was capable of such a gruesome murder? “Well, you did almost beat Mark to death once.” Logan said. “As I recall, you did the worst part of that beating, slicing open Mark’s arms?!” I growled back in anger. I was worried about Leia and there was no way to reach her in here. I wanted to be there for her and I hoped she didn’t think I did this. Although I didn’t mind it one bit that Mark was death, this was even a bit too much for me. Luckily dad came down, after the blood on my hands was tested, to apologize. “I’m sorry Ash. I should have believed you right away. I need to keep you down here though. You’re still a suspect and if someone is trying to frame you, you’re safer here.” I wasn’t too pleased to stay here, even after dad realized his mistake. Mom visited me often, Kate too and Easton filled me on e
Sierra’s pov I had the best night's sleep. I felt so relaxed and warm, but in the morning this was gone and my bed felt empty for some reason. That’s when I realized Kate was gone. I hoped she was just eating breakfast, but after last night, I knew she was probably too upset with me. I shouldn’t have kissed Tyler. Well, he kissed me. But I shouldn’t have danced with Tyler. He was nice though, good looking and why shouldn’t I be with such a guy? It wasn’t like I was dating someone else. Maybe I should have just not done this all in front of Kate, who I knew would be hurt by it. When I went down, my mom told me Kate had already left. I got a text a few hours later, from Asher. That he was on house arrest and if I could stop by soon. It might be awkward for Kate, but I had missed Asher and he could use a friend. I showered and got dressed and headed to the packhouse. I walked inside and heard a lot of noise, almost sounding like a party. Asher’s and Kate’s grandfather was there, the
Kate’s pov “So my brother is like this big thinker and I’m more of a do-er. So growing up I just annoyed the hell out of him. We fought a lot. I broke his finger and he pulled my arm out of the socket once. But now we’re okay.” Mic said. “You and Asher look close though. Amelia told me Asher always looked out for you.” I smiled and looked at Asher who was talking to Amelia. “We’re close. But I am the thinker and he follows his heart.” “Or his dick? I've heard some stories from Amy about that too.” Mic joked. I laughed, “both.” I then smelled a scent that I had grown to have a love-hate relationship with. The scent of cherries. I decided to focus on Mic, I didn’t want to make things awkward for Sierra. She was probably here to see Asher. I turned my head to look at Sierra and then tried to focus on Mic again, but apparently this girl was observant. “You like her.” Mic said. “Uhm. No,” I replied, sounding not convincing at all. “Yeah. You so like her.” Mic laughed. “But I take i
Trigger warning: suicide. Asher’s pov I have been ‘out’ of prison for almost a month now. I still can’t go to school or leave the damn packhouse. It’s a good thing the packhouse has a gym and a play room, because Goddess otherwise I’d be bored out of my brain by now. Sierra brings me stuff from school from time to time. The teachers come by the packhouse and I take my tests here, so at least I'm not behind. The teachers act like everything is fine. But I can see they’re scared of me. Even though the people that are closets to me know I didn’t do this, there are still a lot of people that think I did. Amelia is staying here and helping Easton. Helping might be a bit of a stretch, because I don’t feel like they’re doing anything. I am still here. There is still a killer on the loose and they still haven’t found the person who shot me. Kate and Sierra had been trying to find out more, but neither seem to have any luck. They talked to every one of my exes and that of Mark's. All his f