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"Look, shit's all over the place right now, you feel cornered and scared, that's understandable. But no one in this room wants to see anything happen but what's best for you and our niece. Just do like Lo and the jackass said, keep your head down, don't give him a reason, please don't give him a reason." They all had their own little piece of advice, but I couldn't really take anything in. Two years ago Zak had given me an ultimatum that just wasn't doable for me at the time. He wanted me to opt out of signing up again, which I couldn't do. I had a plan you see, had it all mapped out, and wasn't about to change it because I'd fallen in love.

Alpha Dan warned and Jake agreed to go on the journey. He bowed to his father and left him to his elders. He didn't want to spend more time so he won't keep Sarah waiting. He hurried down the hallway and pushed the door open to get in. He met Sarah sitting on his couch, holding the same book he was reading. "I've been given a task to do," Jake told Sarah, folding his hands over his chest. "What's that?" she demanded from him and the room was covered with silence. Jake didn't want to inform her that the task he had been given was for him going to check out the newly bought slaves so she wouldn't feel bad, remembering her past. So, he covered up.

“I bet it didn’t take much to concoct your scheme to get your father’s inheritance by marrying her. Now, how did you two manage to collect all that money?” Calm down. Keep a cool head. That’s the first rule of business. He took a deep breath and relaxed. “Mr. Riley, I grow tired of these games. It’s not Sue you’re after and we both know it. So get to the point already or Ralph will throw you out.” “I want to know where your father got his money from.” Jake hid his surprise. He’s not Daniel Riley. He’s Brian Silverman. He shrugged. “How should I know? He abandoned me and my mother when I was ten. I haven’t heard from him since.”

Jake. Kyle Munther. That was the name of the punk who was trying to take Lilly away from me. It did not take me long to find the information. I had money, and very efficient staff. I could dig up things within minutes. Information is one of the most powerful tools in this world. With it, you can do almost anything.

They had given me some space and time to mourn the loss of my hockey career, but this morning, when Jake had dropped the hammer on the breakfast table right in front of me, it seemed as if today, their time to be patient with me had run out. “The fence at the south is broken, you need to head out there and fix it, today.” Jake had spoken to me, not asked, to which I had looked over him. Jake was the second oldest son and the one who was running the ranch now, mostly. When he wasn’t working on the ranch, he was driving around in his police car chasing the bad guys for a living. Because yes, my brother was a police officer by day, and a wolf slash farmer by night. Oh yeah, and he also had a fi

"When I got back from the kingdom." Drake balled his hands into fists, and his look changed to one of ferocity. "Let them inside the jungle, welcome them with silence, and it will be the time to attack them one by one," he said. The news had completely derailed his morning, and he was simmering with rage. Dillon gives a slight nod of his head. "I'm going to return to the west wing to inspect the surrounds, alpha," the officer said. He shared the news, saying, "I saw Emily's wolf there, roaming around, but I advised her not to take any reckless moves."

She could barely take care of herself! "Fuck!" She screamed. *********************************** Jake Sullivan lay awake in bed, in his family mansion, which now belongs to him..alone. there was a half empty bottle of whiskey beside him on the bed, his only companion now. He groaned in disgust as the afternoon sun shone on his face through the bedroom window. Jake didn't really Fancy sunlight or beautiful flowers, or anything else humans would find attractive and exciting. Hell, he didn't even like humans. He despised them, only saw them as prey and used them for his pleasure.

Sophie looked up, her eyes widened in slight realization. He got her once; it was possible for him to do it again. "Jax, be calm," my wolf calmed me. "Hensley." "Yes, Alpha Jax." "Have people make portraits of Scarlett and put out a reward for anyone who can find her. Preferably three million," I instructed him. "I'll add to it," Aaron offered. "Make it eight million." "Aaron-" "Let me do what I can," he seriously won't give up. Scarlett won't be with him. She's mine.

Could she have gone and talked to him? That seems unlikely. Sylvia doesn’t like to associate those she deems lesser than herself. I don’t know much about Jake, but I don’t think he’s high ranking in the pack. I’m not even sure if he’s in university, or if he took up a trade skill, or if he even has a job at all. He must work out a lot, to stay so slim while eating so much ice cream, but that’s more of a speculation on my part than actual fact.

“You’ll tell the woman from the child protection department what I want? Tell her that I’ll fly out to Michigan, file papers, open up my whole damn life?” “I swear to you, Hunter,” Dallas said quietly, using Sully’s real name for about the fifth time in all the years they’d known each other. “I swear, I will help you get that baby girl. Whatever it takes.” His throat too tight to say much, Sully held out his hand and Dallas grasped it. “Thank you,” Sully managed. “You’re welcome, man.” **** Evan Jacoby sat outside the rented house, watching as the Bakers – if that’s even their fucking names – walked out with their suitcases and got into a taxi. He snapped a few pictures on his phone, and the