Valerie: “I take it that you are still refusing to talk to me.” Alessio said, walking out of the house to see me. His dark brown eyes met mine, and I had to fight back turning to look at him as a number of feelings coursed through my veins as my heart ached. The idea of him being here, being betrothed to me, when everyone knew our past was something that bothered me, and I knew that he knew that. “I needed fresh air, and no, it does not concern you.” I said, and he raised an eyebrow when I turned to face him. I knew that he was not going to leave without getting what he wanted, and at this point, I didn’t want to bother looking at him. “You always said that you needed fresh air when you were annoyed.” He said, and I rolled my eyes. “Stop pretending that you know anything about me, Alessio.” I said, and he chuckled. “Well, I know a thing or two, and I think that two years wouldn’t have changed the woman that I grew to love over the years.” He said, and I looked down at my feet,

Valerie: I glared at the Alpha as he walked out of my office, allowing me to breathe for the first time since he dared show up in the first place. The way that his eyes met mine and the way that he spoke as if he owned the world made me want to choke him. I pinched the bridge of my nose before looking at my cup of jasmine tea. I rolled my eyes at it before pouring the drink in the sink, no longer in the mood to drink anything from it. Tears rolled down my cheeks, and I couldn’t help but find my chest aching as I walked toward the cages where the animals were looking at me with fear in their eyes. I sat in front of them for a second, my chest burning with more feelings than I could describe before the black dog that I helped looked up at me. He whimpered, and I smiled before opening the cage for him. I didn’t even know who his owner was or how he ended up in this state, but I knew that he would be grateful for the small deed that I did for him. Helping him was not something that m

Valerie: Vadim went to answer, but I knew that his answer was going to be a bullet, and that wasn’t something that I was going to allow. Alessio was still going to pay for this, and that will not happen if I am dead. “I’m sorry, brother.” I whispered before pulling Alessandro to the window, heading to the fire escapes, just as I shot the chandelier that I had in my bedroom. It was one that I was going to have to pay back for, but considering the fact that I was going to have to pay for ALL the damage made, I didn’t think that this was going to be making a difference. The electricity created a spark, and I knew that it was going to be causing more damage than I wanted it to, especially since the whole building’s alarm system decided to go off, informing the residents to get out. And the fact that we could hear the police sirens didn’t make this any better either. “Shit,” I muttered, and both Alessandro and I entered the apartment that was under mine, it was one that I rented, yet,

Valerie: “Do you need help?” Alessandro asked, watching as I walked out of the bathroom. I looked down at my feet, avoiding his eyes as I went to walk past him. The fact that he thought that he could actually talk to me casually after his rudeness earlier, and that was something that annoyed me. I didn’t bother responding as I walked toward the kitchen to clean up the blood that I cleaned from the wound. Leonardo looked at me, and he shook his question at me, and I rolled my eyes before throwing the napkins away. “The car is outside whenever you’re ready.” Leonardo said, and I nodded, not bothering to say a word to respond. I knew that the man had nothing to do with his Alpha’s attitude, but I was more than a little annoyed with everything that had been going on. I froze as I felt the Alpha’s presence behind me. Leonardo nodded and took a step back, walking out of the room, leaving us alone. “I didn’t need to offend you, Valerie.” “Is there anything that you want to tell me, A

Valerie: “This is going to be your room.” Daniella said, nodding at the bedroom. I looked at the woman for a second, more or less feeling guilty for what was happening with her. She didn’t deserve to be dealing with this, and yet, here she was, forced to have her mate’s fling in her house. “Daniella, I would like to apologize…” “You can keep your apology to yourself,” she said, stopping me. “It will neither fix or change anything. So, spare yourself the conversation.” “I did not know that he had anyone in his life, and mind you, I wouldn’t have approached him if I were sober to begin with.” I said, and she laughed, shaking her head at me. “Do you really believe that I am supposed to buy that? And even if I did, do you believe that I am going to bother caring?” She asked, glaring at me. “I did not ask you to care, all I am trying to do is explain the situation that happened as it…” “You went to HIS bar of all places.” She said, stopping me. My heart raced against my ribcage and