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I let out a deep breath of relief at my father’s words. "Finally, they've responded," I said, hissing and shaking my head. Ever since humans started doing well, they've acted like they're better than us. Lately I've been annoyed at everything and everyone. With young ones dying and suffering in my pack, I couldn't sleep or do anything. And then there was Kaylee, my mate. Every time I tried to make her understand that we could wait, that maybe it wasn't the right time for us to have a child, she would snap at me.

"For now, we're pretty sure. Don't panic; like I said, things aren't as bad as they were the first time, but I don't want to take any chances." "Okay, doc, I'll take your word for it. Not that I have any other choice." See, no panic. Gah, the story of my life. Just when I was getting back into the swing of things, the stupid sickness had to come back and knock me down a peg. I guess my karma is still not good, though I wish like heck I knew why that was. I've always lived by the mantra, 'kill them with kindness,' but no one else seems to have got the memo.

Fuck that. Fuck that. Not being able to talk to her myself, to sort through this shit as a team, is driving me insane. “You heard anything?” I ask Jay as we drive to the island house. “No. Did you think I would?” “Nah.” I sink deeper into the leather seat. I’d want the element of surprise. I’m sure he does too. Since our last conversation ended in a shootout, it’s hard to be confident where we stand. Out the window, palm trees and rocky hills pass by in a blur.

“I had a feeling you were going to add that. Always doing everything to get on my nerves. Couldn’t you have just finished your speech nicely?” “What is the essence of a speech when some shade is absent?” I grinned cockily. She laughed throwing her head to the back. The sadness in her eyes had dissolved. “You are so dumb. Tell me, how have you been since I traveled?” Her question seemed to plunge me out of the fantasy that we are in back into my hellhole of reality. “Karen, I know this might sound selfish of me. But you leaving, had me on the edge. I wish you were here. It’s been one hell of a week for me. You don’t know how glad I am to have you back and enjoy this calm lunch we are having.”

“Kimberly, be for real. We can’t end things like this. Let’s sit down properly and talk about the past. We have a lot of misunderstandings to clear up.” “You’re so delusional, it’s comical.” I laughed. “Things ended five years ago. We have nothing to do with each other. There are no misunderstandings as well. You have a billion-dollar company to run. Focus on that and your little family and stay away from mine. Is that so hard to comprehend?” I realized my voice was getting louder and I looked around to see that a few people had stopped to stare. I took a deep breath, taking a step back.

I asked politely, hoping that she would be civil enough to do what I said, but I guess I was wrong. She laughed sarcastically, wiggling her phone up in my face. "So what happens to this?" She snapped, bringing her cracked phone closer "Listen, I understand that you are very well thinking about your miserable life, even after six years, you still look lost and miserable that you can't concentrate on where you're going, but that's none of my business. you're not leaving here without paying for this damage!" Cherry snapped, folding her hands across her chest

It was everything right now and hopefully after tonight, We would be on better terms. My phone dinged saying I got a message I looked at it, and my eyes widen and all my anger and hatred was brought back with just these few words. Business Partner: I’m in America see you soon.

“Where the hell have you been?!" “Relax,” Kade’s calm voice floated through the line. “Do you think this stuff is easy? It took me longer than I thought to dig up anything useful.” I threw myself against the bed. “I’ve been calling you every damn day for updates. You left me hanging.” “Because there was nothing solid at first,” he replied. “But now I’ve got something, and you’re not gonna like it.” I sat up abruptly. “Tell me.”

I finally said, in a whisper. Zelda’s expression softened, though I couldn’t tell if it was genuine or calculated. “Ah, that makes sense. Kane received some bad news earlier. He’s been in a mood ever since.” My heart sank further. Bad news? Was it something Damon might have told him? “What kind of bad news?” I asked cautiously, trying not to sound too desperate. Zelda smiled faintly, her lips curving in a way that made it hard to discern whether she was being kind or dismissive.

Thanksgiving week had been a healing balm, a quiet, cozy reprieve that solidified the foundation we were desperately trying to rebuild. By the time Jude had to leave, the goodbyes were still tearful, but they were filled with hope instead of despair. The weeks that followed were a testament to our new commitment. The distance was still a challenge, but the daily calls, the constant honesty, and the shared goal of healing made it bearable.