บททั้งหมดของ The Beta and The Lost Heiress: บทที่ 191 - บทที่ 200

“I’ll be a liar if I say it’s a pleasure to meet you even after all these years, Rex Sylas.” The man, who I just discovered was Rex’s uncle, said, with one of the coldest smiles I’d ever seen plastered on his face.“You and me both.” Rex responded, but in his case, he hadn’t bothered with a fake smile.“Perhaps we should have this conversation somewhere more… private?” Aaron questioned, his gaze trailing over all the guests present.Once again, Rex’s jaw tightened, but unlike earlier, I had no doubt that irritation was all he felt.Still, he nodded and led the way.He stopped at what I assumed was his office, and then he walked in, leaving the door open. I hesitated at the entrance. I had no business being here, and I wasn’t even sure I was welcomed.But he gave me a reassuring nod, taking that as an invitation, I walked in.“I would have preferred having this talk with the human absent.”“Your preferences don’t matter to me.”“Clearly, seeing everything you’ve been up to of late.”“W

“Do you need a refill?” Rex offered.“No, I think I’ve had enough. I wouldn’t want a hangover by morning.”He nodded before refilling his glass.“I wanted to say thank you, it was a beautiful party and I did enjoy myself.” I admitted.“You seemed rather bored in there.”“Perhaps it’s because I had to watch women shamelessly throw themselves at you.”“What?”“Did I say that out loud?”Oh my god. It was the alcohol; it had to be.“Many of them already had mates. I had to engage them in conversations—that is also a tactic to win over alliances. In some packs, the Luna is responsible, or at least has a say in most choices the Alpha makes.”“You don’t have to explain your actions to me, I mean, it’s completely normal for you to talk to people—male and female alike. I really don’t know why I said that.”His gaze trailed down to my lips.“I should have told you this earlier, the dress… It looks very good on you.”“Are you just saying that to make me feel less awkward about what I’d said earl

RACHEL VALEMONT’S POVI’d stayed the day to watch over Blake. Lately I’d been thinking of moving fully to live at the pack house. It'll only make sense since I usually spend most of my time here.“How is he doing?” Tessa asked as she took Blake from my arm.I smiled at the sight of my daughter and my grandson. I couldn’t believe I would have missed all of these, I couldn’t believe I had once thrown away the very thing that mattered to me the most. But more than anything, I was grateful that I realized the truth before it became truly too late.I might not have been a part of Tessa’s life when she needed me the most, but at least I got to be present in Blake’s life. That was more than I deserved, and I wasn’t going to throw this away for anything in the world.“He is getting… bigger.” I responded. That fact about werewolf children was a mystery to me, and yet it excited me, watching him grow every single day.“He sure is.”“Tomorrow is going to be a busy day at work; I might spend the

WRAITH’S POVThe woods had always felt like home to me, and yet, today, they didn’t. I felt restless, like there was some other place I needed to be, and so I’d shifted back to my human form, threw on a pair of pants, and headed back to the pack house.I spotted Angelina, making her way to me, panic written all over her face. “What’s wrong?” I questioned.“It’s Tessa.”I shouldn’t have left her.That was the only thought in my mind as I walked into the bathroom.The mirror had been broken, her knuckles were bleeding, and her face was pale as snow. I had never seen her so afraid, not even when I’d found her down in that lair.“Can you look after Blake for the day? ” I questioned Angelina, and she nodded; with a last glance at Tessa, she retreated to Blake’s room.I stepped over the broken shards and took a seat beside Tessa.“Are you alright?” I questioned, though the answer to that question was staring right back at me. She was far from fine.I took her injured hand in mine, but she

I’d spent over three hours firing at the target board, Rex would cut in every few minutes to offer me some more guidance on how to aim better, and I actually thought I was getting better.“That’s good,” he commented. “Now I need you to aim for that spinning dummy.”“I’ll never get a shot at that.”“Your opponents won’t always be standing still.”“Yeah, they’ll be moving in circles.” I snorted.“To learn this, you need to keep your fears and doubts aside and simply focus on the possibilities before you.” he said. Just like he did the last time, he guided my aim. I couldn’t help the memories of how those very hands had felt down there, how those lips had kissed me, how rough—“Danika.”“Yes.”“You seemed a bit carried away.”“Sorry, what were you saying again?”“Fire.”On instinct, I did, and to my surprise, it did hit the wooden dummy.“Good, you’ve earned your first gun.” He said, but he didn’t move away. His hands on my hips remained there, and how badly I wanted to feel him again,