All Chapters of His Baby, My Revenge: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Erin's POVI followed Finn inside, but he bypassed the couch for the kitchen.Hopping onto the counter, I watched as he rummaged through the cabinets, pulling out two mugs before spinning around, “Hot chocolate?”A deep moan vibrated through my body, “Yes, please.” He chuckled, pulling out all of the ingredients before popping the mugs into the microwave and leaning up against the counter opposite of me, “How are you really?” he probed.“Honestly, I feel lighter than I have in years,” I brought my knee up, resting my chin on it. “I thought I would be sad or feel the betrayal cut deeper once it was out in the open, but I’m ready to wash my hands clean of that life and move forward,” I tilted my head. “Thank you for everything, by the way. That little display was a ten out of ten.”Finn chuckled, stepping in front of me, “You’re very welcome,” he whispered as I dropped my leg, allowing him to slot himself between my thighs.“What shall I ever do to repay you?” I tapped my chin with a g

Erin's POVFinn’s fingers slide up and down my arms, leaving a trail of tiny sparks beneath my skin, “What’s your favorite food?”“You’re not allowed to judge me for it if I tell you,” Finn was fighting a smile.“Is it something you should be judged for?” my brows raised.“Probably,” he snorted. “Az and I went to New York probably, seven or eight years ago. We’d been in meetings all day, I’m pretty sure my stomach was eating itself by the time we headed towards the hotel, and this simple looking street vendor cart caught my eye. It just said ‘Hot Dog’ on the side,” Finn chuckled, his eyes lighting up like he was reliving the moment. “They had their special, and I ordered two, not giving a damn what was on it because I was so hungry.”“That was the best hot dog I’ve ever had. Hands down nothing can compare,” Finn’s cheeks had a slight tinge of pink.“I was worried that you were going to say,” my words were cut off when a restlessness flooded my limbs and Finn blinked, his face twisting

Erin's POVHe charged towards me, and at the last second, I moved out of the way, making my way towards the log hiding the two children.The rogue skidded to a halt, letting out another low growl.“Are you hurt?”“I’m not, but my sister is,” a small boy’s voice whispered, and I heard the muffled, pained cries of a smaller child. “I think she broke her arm when we fell trying to hide. It needs set to heal.”“Do you think you can stay in there just a bit longer?” I whispered, trying to keep the fear out of my voice. “I’m going to get rid of this thing and then my friends will make sure to get you and your sister to safety.”“Oh… okay,” the little boy’s voice shook. “We can do that, right Emmy?”A pained whimper of agreement bled through the air, and I ground my teeth together as anger flooded me. There was a little girl with a broken arm and her terrified brother, both couldn’t be older than eight or nine, and this piece of garbage with legs wants to tear them apart for a meal.The wolf

Erin's POVChaos erupted around us as fear permeated the air.“This is all for Azure’s mother?” Enzo was pulling me up from the cot and practically dragging me from the medical tent.“She’s a fucking psychopath,” Enzo grit out, his head moving on a swivel as we jogged in the direction of the packhouse. “The sooner all these people are away from her, the better.”A shiver rolled down the length of my spine. How did someone that invoked this type of reaction from literal werewolves raise Azure?“I feel like I’m missing something,” we finally reach the packhouse, where he all but shoves me inside, slamming the door behind us before dragging me up the steps and into Azure and Finn’s office.The place was destroyed, with shards of wood and paper scattered everywhere. It looked as though a bomb had gone off.“Don’t ask…” he muttered, noticing how I was scanning the room. “What could you possibly be missing?” Enzo pulls the shutters down on the windows, and I feel like I’m living in some alt

Azure's POVAbsolutely shattered. That’s how I feel right now.Drunk and fucking shattered.I watch as Finn tucks Erin in, still wrapped in a thick, fluffy towel from the bath they shared. A bath where I sat outside the door, shamelessly listening to every word.After making rounds through the pack, I ensured there were no casualties outside of the rogues, spread word of a mandatory meeting, and reluctantly apologized to Enzo. I expected to come back, greeted by my beautiful mate in bed, and spend the evening pretending like tonight hadn’t happened. That my psychopath of a mother never showed up with a cryptic warning. That Erin hadn't of gotten hurt.What I didn’t expect was to hear Finn say he wished we weren’t mates… I mean… What the fuck is that? Where did it come from and why now… After all these years of us dancing around the bond, why now?“I can practically feel your thoughts,” Finn peeked around the corner of the walk-in closet.“How?” I mutter. “I’ve got a block up.”I tippe