Semua Bab The Lycan Alpha and his Second Chance Mate : Bab 51 - Bab 60

Silas was very furious after his meeting with Asher. He could not believe what he'd sat through. He could not believe the words that had come out of Asher’s mouth. The worse was those words were directed at him. Saying he was maddened was probably an understatement. His entire body vibrated with rage. He wanted to kill Asher immediately. But even with his authority, he knew killing an Alpha openly was going to bring nothing but his own downfall. He stopped on the walkway abruptly as a thought flashed before him. Asher knew Campbell was going to be there that night. How? Had Campbell tried to play him? “No…” He shook his head. If Campbell had tried to play him, then Asher wouldn't have captured him and he wouldn't have tortured him to get the truth out of him. Was it someone else? Who could it be?He shrugged and kept walking. Soon he arrived were his car was and the door held open.He may have been disrespected in this meeting but he took solace in the fact that he got to see Ash

Asher received another letter. He stared long and hard at it. Now he was really curious where these letters were coming from. Damian and Lucas thought it was an ally of his that preferred to stay unknown. But he couldn't understand it. Why was this person helping him? He'd thought of every single possibility of it turning out to be someone he knew or had encountered but that didn't make sense either. If it wasn't Damian or Lucas, then he definitely didn't know who it was. A name suddenly occurred to him. “Samuel Wolfe? This could be him. He has a grudge on Silas,” he muttered skimming through the letters again. “No way. I doubt it. He refused your visit the other time,” Damain said. Asher shrugged. Damian was right. Samuel Wolfe had refused his visit once he heard he wanted his help to take down Silas Darkthorn. He didn't blame him. Who'd want to go head to head against Silas after suffering what Samuel had suffered. It wasn't just about losing to Silas Darkthorn, he had lost his

“Get ready. Someone is coming here today to take our measurements,” Freya said to Asher who was focused on the documents before him. Asher wasn't paying attention and it took a few seconds for Freya's words to fully register in his brain. He pushed the document close and looked up. “What did you just say?”“I have booked a designer. She'd design our outfits and she will be here any moment soon.” Freya was in front of the square-shaped mirror in Asher's office and giving her make-up finishing touches. She didn't need a glam look to take measurements for her wedding outfits. However she'd sworn to always appear perfect before Asher. It didn't matter for how long or for what reason and so far she was living up to it. She patted her index finger on her lower lip and smashed her lips together to create a full red lips. Asher scowled. “Designer? Who authorized?”“I spoke to my father–”“Your father is not the Alpha of this Pack nor the leader of this pack!” Before she would finish, Asher

SCARLETT'S POV “Are you ready now? May I come—” I asked, pushing the door open. Freya was latched onto Asher. As soon as she saw me, she pretended to be shocked. Freya invited me over. The opportunity I was looking for—a way to be close to Asher legally, was brought to me on a platter. The perfect one at that. The guard told me to wait behind on her orders. I glanced around. I recognized where I was standing. I had once stood there. Asher’s office. I heard them arguing. Freya’s desperation clawed through my chest and when I couldn't bear it, u bursted through the door. Asher froze at my sight. As expected. I knew. I knew I was going to run into him. I also knew that he was in there with her. It was even the reason I had boldly opened the door when the guard hadn't given me the go ahead to enter. Meeting him again was bound to happen. But why did it have to be in this manner…shit. I had prepared for this moment. I had imagined it. But it only made me want to shrink into a shell

SCARLETT’S POV When Mae Darkthorn told me I'd be doing house visits job for her, I didn't think she was serious until one of her maids came and informed me to visit their home that evening. I told Samuel Wolfe and he was as shocked as I was. It was either Silas Darkthorn didn't know about me or Mae hadn't told him about me yet. However, it was a great opportunity which I grabbed with two hands. I had wanted so much to penetrate there but never found a reason. I arrived at Silas Darkthorn's house at 4pm and was let into the house. There were three buildings and each was well built. Sila's influence could be perceived right from the gate. “Wait here, my lady will join you soon,” the maidservant that had brought me in told me. She directed me to one of the wooden chairs stuffed with wool or perhaps cotton. There was nothing much to see in the room I was in. It had few chairs and was almost empty besides the paintings on the wall. It was hard to tell if Silas Darkthorn stayed in thi