All Chapters of His Secret Second: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

(Jenna POV)Dr. Daugherty sat down next to me.“Are you okay?” he asked.I shook my head.“No.”He moved closer, and then he tried to put his arm around me. I pushed it off. I’m sure he intended it to be a comforting gesture, but it wasn’t.“Please don’t touch me,” I said with a shaky voice.He nodded and then moved a few inches away. Thank Goddess.The slide show continued to play. There were pictures of Beth at all stages of her life. Pictures of her when she was happier and healthier. Pictures of how I’m sure she wanted her family to remember her.There weren’t a lot of pictures of Danny, but there were enough. And every time one came on the screen, a little piece of my heart broke.The pictures included ones not only from the past, but also many from the last couple of years. The most recent ones were easy to spot, because Danny was either wearing his locket or Beth was wearing one of her wigs.According to the pictures, Hawaii wasn’t the only place that they went together.

(Jenna POV)For the first two hours of our drive back to Frankfort, Mr. McMahon mostly left me alone.I simply sipped at my coffee and stared out the window.The enormity of my decision weighed on me, but not in a bad way. If anything, the further we drove away, the more sure I became that I had done the right thing.Eventually —when we were about 45 minutes away from my house— I asked Mr. McMahon what had been so urgent that he needed to talk to me.“We need to settle the lawsuit,” he replied matter-of-factly.“Okay…”If it was as easy as simply choosing to settle, I would have done so months and months ago. However, nothing about his case was easy.“How quickly can you get it done?”“Do you have $40 million dollars lying around?” I asked rhetorically.“Let’s settle it for $500,000.”I took a deep breath.“Unless you know something that I don’t know, they aren’t settling for that,” I said bluntly. “Mitchell thinks he has you by the toenails.”“That was before,” Mr. McMahon said, as

(Jenna POV)I downed two shots of vodka before offering Nick one.I half-expected him to decline, but he didn’t. Instead, he downed a second and then a third one.I sat back down at the table across from him. Our food was long since forgotten, but the bottle of vodka was front and center.“When did you find out that Danny and Beth were married?” I asked, not wanting to wait any longer.“I knew they were planning to get married since before we met officially. They registered the marriage with the council.”I studied his face, a part of me hoping he was lying.He wasn’t.F&&k.I poured myself another shot of Vodka and swallowed it.Even though I was putting Danny behind me, the depth of his betrayal still shocked me.Especially as I slowly started to piece the timeline together.“When… when did they get married?”“You should really be asking Danny these questions.”“Danny’s not here. You are,” I snapped. “When did they get married?”Nick sighed as he removed his suit jacket and loos

(Jenna POV)Nick left me alone for several minutes.Then he walked in and sat down next to me. He was holding a bottle of werewolf whiskey, and his sleeves were now rolled to his elbows, exposing his muscular forearms.“I wonder if he’ll be naked by the end of this conversation,” Willow said in our link.I forced her back.We weren’t going there.We were still mated to Danny, even if only in name.“Where did you get the whiskey?” I asked, my voice starting to slur even to my own ears.“I brought it with me. Another recommendation from Ashley. She thought you’d need it.”“I have a smart friend.”“Indeed.”Nick opened the bottle and took a swig from it.“Shouldn’t I be the one drinking that?” I asked.He gave me a look. “I’m pretty sure you are doing just fine on the human vodka.”I rolled my eyes.“Whatever,” I muttered, taking another sip.We sat there for a moment.Not talking. Not moving. Just existing.I stared at the bottle in my hand. A part of me hoped that it would give m

(Danny POV)The drive back to the pack house was quiet at first.It wasn’t the comfortable kind of silence that I was used to with Kade, in which we didn’t need to fill the space with words.This was different.Heavy.I kept my eyes on the road, trying to make sense of what he had told me.Kade had reported us to the werewolf council. The werewolf council was investigating.They would be doing interviews tomorrow.Questions slowly began to flood my mind.So did panic.“How’s Jenna?” I asked after about ten minutes, deciding to start with the question that mattered to me the most.Kade glanced at me.“Do you care?” he asked.There was an edge to his voice that I almost didn’t recognize. He sounded both bitter and frustrated.“Of course, I care,” I replied, feeling slightly offended. “She’s my mate.”“Your mate,” he repeated, the disbelief obvious.“Yes, my mate. How is she?”Kade took a deep breath and let it out.“You’ve been gone for a long time, Danny.”I furrowed my brows.“Six