All Chapters of TIDEBOUND: THE ALPHA'S PRISONER : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

BIANCA'S POVI was worried about being discourteous to Fletcher that night. I had been alarmed by the way that he could have helped me just to receive something from me in return.But was my supposition actually the case? Or on the other hand would I say I was simply fatigued to the point that I was unable to trust anybody any longer?The following morning I was amazed to see Fletcher grinning splendidly at me as I conveyed his morning meal to him at the dining hall."A lovely day to you, Bianca!" he said cheerfully. "I hope you slept well last night?"I nodded, despite the fact that resting soundly hadn't been the best case for me. I had moved from one side to another that evening, pondering how I probably hurt him.However, Fletcher didn't appear to be insulted in any way. He was dealing with me as if nothing had happened between us. I lost, acknowledging how tense I was.I left to get the plates for others. For what reason did I give it a second thought in the event that Fletcher

FLETCHER'S POVAt the point when it began getting dark, we put down the volleyball net and got back to the town. Bianca had sat out more often than not we were playing, however she had gone along with us for a brief period. I trusted the game had assisted her with unwinding. Each piece counted.Be that as it may, I wasn't finished with the day yet. "Perceval, put on some music! We haven't hosted a welcome gathering for Bianca yet!"Members of the Belmont pack cheered. Each chance to have a great time was esteemed around here."I'll go make a few tasty beverages!" Viola went to the feasting lobby, which was loaded up with liquor as well as bites."I'll help you," Bianca echoed.I stepped in, preventing her from leaving the scene."Look! This evening is about you! You ought to unwind and have a good time. I would rather not see you working at your own party."I streaked a grin at Bianca, and she turned away, becoming flushed. She wasn't totally unsusceptible to my charms, despite the

CARLOS POVTwo days passed after the memorable moment when Fletcher and Bianca had kissed. I was helping a portion of the men doled out to building and fixing up the top of one of our terraced houses. It was a nice sentiment to be out in the open, involving my hands for physical work.Very recently I had been essential for the watch gatherings, battling against the foes infringing on our area. Logan had been sending his thugs through our boundaries. Despite the fact that I requested our watchmen not to kill his men, they actually battled such trespassers to frighten them off. The strategy did not solve anything, nonetheless, as they returned again and again.War was inevitable as of now; the tension between Logan's pack and our own had become excessively high. Before long Fletcher and I would need to settle on a decision on the most proficient method to continue in regards to Logan's push to take over Dartmoor Island. We basically needed to free Bernice- that much was self-evident, h

BIANCA'S POV"Would you like to help me out with cooking?"Carlos asked me after I entered the feasting corridor's kitchen with him.I gestured. I wasn't an expert gourmet specialist by any means, yet I knew how to cook alright and I had been assisting Viola for the past two weeks. Two people can make the cycle speedier and more tomfoolery. "Assuming you'll let me.""Sure." Carlos smiled. He looked much more joyful at this point. Was cooking truly something he wanted to do?I immediately figured out how skillful he was at planning dinners. He had me cut the vegetables while he dealt with cooking the meat brought by the pack hunters. Following 60 minutes, the scrumptious smell of all round cooked meat consumed the space. I attempted a touch of the dish and groaned in joy."What does it feel like?" Carlos laughed. He had a gleam to his eye, a thankful sort of look. It appeared he enjoyed the way that I adored his cooking.The food was for sure probably the best I had at any point. "I

FLETCHER'S POVThe day after Carlos let me know he had spent time with Bianca in the kitchen I was very busy with serious business. The new shipment of provisions we had mentioned had shown up. Carlos, myself, and ten of our men had gone to the dock to accompany the merchandise to Belmont.We had been on our toes during the whole excursion, anticipating that somebody should go after us, in all probability Logan. In the past El Paso had astounded us now and again by attempting to hinder shipping our shipments, however I was certainly more stressed over any sort of contention with Logan's thugs. The manner in which they battled was undeniably more coordinated than the ex-convicts from El Paso.Fortunately the vehicle prevailed without issues this time.Carlos and I were remaining close to the stockroom now. Carlos was really taking a look at the cases, and I was separating on a rundown the merchandise that had been conveyed; I held the wellspring pen, a keepsake of my late dad, in my g