Things may as well have gone from bad to worse for Christen. Even more than when she was taken by Damien. Why was Keenan asking about Christian’s father? Why would he be so curious about him? Christen did not want to remember a single thing about him, more than she does with Forrest."I can feel it, you know. The way your body trembles,” Keenan continued. “You do know about the father, whom your son knows nothing of. Who is he? And don’t try to lie your way out of this. I will know if you do.”The way he threatened her so reminded her so much of Damien, and it scared her. ‘Traumatized’ her, to be exact. So much that her vision was starting to blur, and she was starting to have trouble breathing.Sensing something wrong with the woman- both from her breathing and how unstable her pulse was beating- Keenan raised a brow. "Hey. Did you not hear me?”"Keenan,” came Forrest’s voice, as the older man was suddenly grabbed by his in-law from behind, and pulled away from Christen. The extra sp

A sigh left Fenris’s lips as he entered his room, exhausted from everything that happened today. He still could not believe that he had been a lied to this whole time. Not only Fatima and her Krawler dogs, but his own people as well. More than that, rather than asking him directly why he had even been going to that building, simply because he heard his son may be seeing a human woman, Finral completely disregarded Fenris’s feelings, and went along with Fatima’s lie?!Just remembering the confession enraged Fenris even more, as he shifted into his werewolf form and went on a rampage, breaking apart the desks, bed, and even tore the sheets and pillows apart.‘How could he?’ ‘How could they?’ These two questions swam in his head, raising his rage all the more. Because of a curse he had been struck with some time ago, his senses were not as sharp as it should. As such, he could not sense a lie when told to him, and put all his trust in his pack mates and family for many things. Though the

Christen could not comprehend it. She could not comprehend what happened just minutes earlier with Jack, or even now with Kiara. Whom she was waiting for after she got dragged off to a park, and was told by her to wait at the bench they stopped at, as she walked away to somewhere. ‘Should I sit and wait?’ she considered, standing by the bench instead of sitting on it, as anyone would, before shaking her head. ‘No, it would be considered inappropriate if I did. I’m just a servant, after all. That is… Unless if this is Kiara’s way of making me leave; getting me in trouble with Forrest. Or better yet, she just left me here to abandon me, telling me to never come back.’ Would Kiara really do that? She wasn’t entirely sure. Christen wanted to think the woman would be returning soon, considering all the other nice things she had done for her, but it was hard to say, given her history with plenty other people who played the kindness card on her. Not only that, but there is also their connec

Christen was shocked to see who it was who saved her. After how disrespectful she was earlier, she didn’t think Kiara would save her. Much less, help her.Somewhat recovering from the kick, Otto glared off Kiara. “Huh? And what’s it to you?” he demanded. "We have business with the girl. You can just go to whatever gathering you're missing out on and pretend you don’t even know this one. I’m sure one less servant would mean nothing to you. Especially not someone like her.”Christen didn’t like how the guy had singled her out the way he did. She had just met them, after all. Yet, already they speak about her like they knew her since childhood. That is, the people who knew her merely as the youngest McGuire daughter prior to marrying Forrest would treat her the way Otto was.As it just so happens, she was not the only one who disliked this man's attitude, as Kiara glared at the pair and took in a breath. “I am going to give you two five seconds to get out of my sight. One…”Otto scoffed

Scar entered the room upon permission, where he saw Alpha Fenris sitting at his desk, looking over some paperwork. The second he walked in, Fenris let out a sigh, as he set down some documents he was reading."This has better be good, Scar,” he warned. "I am giving you but one change to explain yourself. Tell me why you and Otto failed to bring my mate here. Assuming if you really did find her as you claim, that is.”‘Straight to the point,' Scar thought, for he had a feeling his Alpha would want to talk about that the moment he was in his presence."There were some complications on the matter,” he began. “To start Otto may have gone a bit… ‘rough' on her.”“‘Rough’ how?” Fenris questioned, narrowing his eyes in suspicion with a low growl. “I promise you now, Scar, if there is so much of even a little scratch on her-““She’s not hurt. Probably a bit shaken, but Otto didn’t hurt her,” Scar hastily interrupted. “He may have laid a hand on her during it encounter, but she is fine.”Fenri