Author's. POV."What might be the cause for you not to have given me the answers that I have desperately asked for? You, of all people, know that it's supposed to not take so long before you give me direct answers, yet you have been cutting corners and making me look like a fool. I gave you complete payment, but you have refused to give me what I deserve." Daston challenged Killian, who kept staring at him like he didn't understand a thing about what he was lamenting. "Maybe if you had kept to your end of the bargain then I wouldn't have to be worrying my pretty head about things out of my control. Have you ever thought about that?" Killian challenged Daston. He wasn't going to watch him turn Lucinda into an object that he could only keep taking from her and never return anything to her life. It was one thing for him to know that somebody was trying to exploit her, and it was another for him to be an accomplished man, and he had only used this opportunity to get out of that miserly
Lucinda's POV. I wasn't expecting any iota of truth from my ex-husband, but from his words I knew that he had nothing to hide and that he was only telling the basic truth, but at the same time I was still very concerned about how this was supposed to work with me in the picture when I knew that there were a little ups and downs. "You cannot keep hiding me over here and expect my husband to let this slide. He is going to come for you hard and by the time that happens I'm not sure you would be ready to deal with it." I sounded the warning with so much grace better than I ever expected it to sound The only difference between us was the fact that I had decided to commit myself to a lifelong moving forward instead of backwards and I knew it was going to get on his last nerves "If you have something else to say why don't you come out already and say it instead of leaving me blank?" He asked with a small smile on his face which wasn't even doing justice to what I wanted to start speaking
Lucinda's POV. "Hi, babe, how are you doing?" Killian asked, as soon as he walked into the house the next morning.Annoyance crowded my heart but I refused to give him such satisfaction so that he would never have the thoughts of having me where the hell he wanted. I was very tired, but I also decided not to allow this to become a headache for me because then I would be playing right into his hands. "What exactly do you want from me? I know that you don't have my best interests at heart so that's not even an option but even I wonder what you could be so interested in that you would rather knock yourself out than tell yourself the truth." He growled, but that wasn't the answer to the question. I was particular about what this would cause but not to my detriment. It was unique and I took the liberty not to follow myself to a point where I no longer had the right to do what was necessary. I was very concerned about what I needed to do to get out of this situation but at the same ti
Darcus' POV.I tossed and turned in my bed trying to figure out what the hell was going on and how long it was going to take from me to be able to build a resistance that was worthwhile. The house was even more quiet than I expected it to be, so I began to think about the stress involved in kicking out a woman whom I was clearly connected to just because of how I felt.Nothing prepared me for that shock, and as much as I would have loved to act oblivious, I knew what I was feeling inside and I knew that it wasn't anger mode missing the very woman whom I had chased out with my own hands. I had predicted that she was going to find her way back to me and plead, but that was honestly the reverse and it made me start thinking about what was lost and what needed to be done in return. I wasn't going to allow myself to be drawn backwards because of what anybody might have said or thought about the consequences of my actions. I was well aware of what I was doing and even if there was going
Lucinda's POV. I was walking around hopping that I was not going to bump into someone that I knew, because all the people who had decided to case ended up regretting so bad under one anything to do with me.Marcus was the only person that I had left and I couldn't even head over to where he was for the fear that something bad was going to happen. I was probably just being paranoid but that was more than enough. I didn't think that it was nice to go about looking for answers when I could just pretend like everything was fine with me over here. I had many ideas that I would have run this by but I refused to take the obvious one which was returning to the pack house. Going back simply signified that I was guilty and anything that they wanted to do could be done to me but I would never allow that no matter who was involved. Anybody could come up with their own ideas but I had the rights to debunk them. I also had the right to make sure that they regretted their actions. If there was
Lucinda's POV. I didn't know where I was going but what I knew was that I wasn't going to be a subject of humiliation. He could take his Love away while I tried to figure out my life all from scratch. I should have known that getting attached to him was only going to leave me with massive heartbreak, but I decided to act like I didn't know it and expect the best from him until I still hit the end of the road and now I had no choice but to regret my actions. I picked up my phone and called Marcus. After everything I knew that he was the only one who wouldn't toss me away or make me feel like there was something missing inside of me except for the initial part. "What happened again?""Someone showed him pictures of both of us probably standing together and he got the wrong idea. Long story short he probably thinks that I have been sleeping around behind his back and doesn't believe anything that I say." "Shit. I'm sorry, Lucy. Do you mind coming over to my place?" He inquired. Of