Todos los capítulos de The Lycan Captain's Off Limit Obsession : Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

LiamI walked into the locker room to look for Dexter, my duffel bag still slung over my shoulder from practice, and I found something I never wanted to see for the rest of my entire life.Dexter had Keshera pinned up against the lockers, his mouth pressed hard against hers, his hands all over her, and her fingers were tangled in his hair as if she had done this a hundred times before."What the hell," I said.They broke apart right away; Keshera's face drained of color, and Dexter's expression shifted from desperate hunger to something much closer to panic."Liam," Dexter said. "This isn't—""Don't," I said, my voice shaking with a fury I had never before aimed at my best friend. "Don't you dare try to explain this away."Keshera took a step forward, her hands shaking as she smoothed down her shirt, and said, "Liam, please."I turned to face Dexter completely, ignoring her for the time being, and said, "You." "My best friend. My sister. In a locker room, as if she were just some girl

KesheraThe parking garage felt colder than it should have, the overhead fluorescent lights buzzing faintly, and Liam's car was parked just a few spaces away with the trunk already popped open, waiting for a bag I had not packed."You have to choose, Kesh," Liam said, standing between me and the elevator with his arms crossed tightly over his chest. "Right now." It's going to happen tonight.""Liam…""I'm serious about what I'm saying. Whether it's your blood relatives or whatever kind of bond you've built with the two of them. I'm not telling you to choose which hockey team you like best. What I'm telling you to do is choose your real life.""It isn't as easy as that.""It is exactly as easy as that," he replied. "If you come home with me right now, then we'll sort out whatever trouble you've gotten yourself into, and we'll fix it together as a family. Otherwise you stay here with them, and you end up losing me. I can't stand by and keep watching this happen to you, Keshera. I refuse

Keshera"Smile," Romani whispered close to my ear. "They're watching us."I smiled. My cheeks were already aching from it.Outside the charity gala, photographers stood in rows along both sides of the red carpet. Every flash seemed to come from a different direction all at once. I was wearing a green dress with a high neckline that Romani's stylist had chosen, and I knew exactly why."Drey! Over here!""Keshera, are the two of you officially together?""Is it true that you moved into his place?"Romani's hand rested low on my back, warm through the fabric, and firm enough that I couldn't step away without it being noticed. He leaned toward the nearest microphone with an easy grin I hadn't seen in weeks."We're together," he said. "It's been a surprise to both of us.""What about the reports from last month?""Old news," he said. "We have already discussed this matter." "She is standing here beside me this evening." "That is everything I am going to say.""Keshera, is there anything yo

DexterI kept watching the red carpet video over and over until I had seen it eleven times and finally lost count.Romani's hand resting on her back. The smile on her face, so wide and yet so false. The reporter who was asking about me, and the answer she gave."Dexter is a friend of the family," I said out loud, even though the apartment was empty.I stopped the clip right on her face and just stared at it for a while.My phone started buzzing where it sat on the coffee table. It was Liam calling. I just let it ring until it finally stopped. He had called four times already since the locker room, and I had not picked up a single one of them. There was nothing I could tell him that he would be able to hear without falling apart.I shut the laptop and grabbed my keys.The arena was already dark by the time I arrived. The Vipers had a home game the following night, and the whole building was quiet apart from the cleaning crew working their way along the lower concourse. The night guard

RomaniThe instant she came through the door of the hotel suite, I could tell that something had happened.She had been away for ninety minutes. She told me that she had a walkthrough scheduled at the arena. I told her I would send a driver for her, but she replied that she would just take a cab instead. I decided to let her do that. It was part of the agreement.When she came back, her cheeks were flushed and her collar was tight against her throat. Her hair looked tidier than it had been before she left.It looked far too neat."How was the walkthrough?" I asked her."Fine.""Is there anything to report?""The lighting plan is set for tomorrow. They are moving the interview platform.""Good.""I am going to take a shower.""Keshera."She paused at the bathroom door. "What is it?""Nothing."She walked in and closed the door behind her. I was standing right in the center of the room with my hands clenched tightly into fists, and I made myself breathe through my mouth, since breathing