Author's POVAlmost yanking off the door handle, Leila stormed into the study her father sat in. Fuming hard, her wolf reared its head and her heartbeat raced at a very dangerous pace. Jesse stood up hurriedly from the chair, his eyes darting around the room. Wondering what got his daughter so worked up. “What's wrong, angel?” Jesse inquired, holding out her hand. Leila sniffed, her lips shaky. Every muscle inside of her boiled with anger. Seeing Carl pace around the house like nothing happened between them, had her ego really bruised, and her anger was on the rise due to his persistent refusal to give in to her demands. The whole of her craves for him. She had thought having a long intense sex with Declan would erase Carl's memory, instead it felt like Leila would never get enough as long as it's not Carl. “I want them out of this house, dad!” She screamed. Jesse took a deep breath, he gets exhausted of Leila's tantrums most times. And he couldn't blame her for something he had

Xander's POVStaring at the files in front of me, I still couldn't believe my eyes. Whatever were these men up to when they were together? It didn't seat right with me that Kira and I were at a dead end on finding out about Elizabeth's connection with our fathers. Even though her connection with my father was glaring. And I no longer doubt the fact that she had something to do with his death. Elizabeth's greed sure knows no limit and her attempt at dragging me in the mud with her sure didn't go unnoticed. I had stumbled on the yearbook of my dad's set, though old and rusty it was still intact enough to get just about information one needs. On one page of the magazine, I saw the pictures of the most popular kids and friend cliques that year. To my amazement, my father, and his friends were all named, and I got the last name of the only friend who had our mind puzzled. Conrad Belforth. I grinned to myself, wiggling the pen in my hand. I had texted Kira to come immediately. I know sh

Author's POVAriana watched in dismay at Carl almost choking on the beer bottle he had in hand. His eyes looked distant, and she was trying to seek for the perfect time to approach him and ask what was wrong. She had never seen him look so distressed before. Sighing, she took careful steps towards him. “How are you, son?” She inquired, rubbing at his back, Carl raised his head up, trying to open the almost closed up eyes to see her. “Hey, mama.” “What's wrong with you?” She inquired with a worried look on her face. Carl snorted, “I can't tell which exactly.”“Have you been thinking?” Sighing, he put the bottle in his mouth, swallowing a considerable chunk of the pour. Ever since he met with Kira and Xander, he has been in deep thought. Wishing his life wasn't so complicated, and he didn't have to be roped into the mess created by his father. Ariana sat silently, observing him with keen eyes. His sober eyes reminded her of the thin - looking twelve-year-old child, she had met dur

Kira's POVExcitement coursed through my body as I got ready to head out with Carl. I feel brilliant to have been able to dismiss Leila so easily. I know she isn't asking about my movement because she wants to see me. It's all a front for her to visit Declan without getting caught. I would have been concerned at one time, but now I care nothing about those two. What matters is ruining every plan they might have against me. My phone dinged, and it was Carl; saying he was in front of the pack house. Carl had refused to tell everything he got to know from Ariana to Xander. Claiming he doesn't like Xander guts. I forgot to tell him Xander doesn't fancy his either. Both men stress me a bit too much with the jealousy brewing between them. I decided to go on a brunch with him, I get to hear all he has to say and refer to Xander. The thought of us getting a head start in our findings. It is the more cause of my excitement. Checking myself in the mirror and sure I looked good enough, I ste

Author's POVLeila growled in anger as she paced the living room back and forth, she tapped on her phone for the umpteenth time to check what time it is. It was almost midnight and Carl wasn't home yet. She knows it's a ploy on his part to not have to face her. If only he knows what was coming to him. She had locked every back door that he could use to escape her. The more Leila thought of the humiliation she had to endure during the day, the more her hatred grew for Kira. Without trying too hard, Kira seems to always get everything that Leila wants. Just when Leila thought, Carl could serve as her boy toy. And considering how attracted she was to him, it made her feel good about herself. Being able to get who she wants I'm the exact spot she wanted such a person. When Declan had mentioned Carl and Kira being familiar with each other, she didn't want to believe it. And the thought of Kira taking away her man made her furious. The slap Leila had landed on Carl was meant for Kira, bu