Novel & Cerita We Need To Talk About Kevin Kindle

Kristel held out her hand in front of me, so I had no choice but to give her my cellphone. "Cas, can we talk?" I looked at Kevin and I saw different emotions in his eyes. "I'll just prepare the foods in the kitchen. I think you need to talk first." Kristel said, and leave immediately for me and Kevin to talk privately. "How are you, Cas?" He asked and there was sadness in his eyes. “I'm fine, Kevin. How about you?" I asked while looking at him. It's also been a long time since we talked. "I'm not okay," he said. I averted my gaze away from him. I couldn’t meet him in the eyes whose looking at me with sadness.

“I think there’s something that you don’t quite get here. I’m not a thing to be possessed, and I would never fall for a bastard like you.” At my words, Kevin’s eyes grow wide as he stares at me in disbelief. It’s almost laughable just how shocked the guy looks. Damn, was he really that fucking full of himself? “You don’t need to fall for me.” He says, getting his wits about him. “That doesn’t matter.” “What?” I hiss. “Don’t you know what it is that our parents are discussing right now?” He pushes, taking a few steps toward me while I move backward. “Don’t tell me that you’re that naive to believe that people like us can choose who we end up with.”

Kevin interrupted, making us turn our faces to him in surprise. "No… Wait, since Kiera is awake, I want to talk to her about something," I said, catching Kevin's attention. "It's important," I added, looking at Kiera with a serious expression. "Well… What do you talk about?" Kevin asked, his curiosity piqued. "I want you to work for me," I said, my tone confident. "I have a proposition that I think you'll be interested in." Kevin's eyebrows shot up in surprise, clearly intrigued by my offer.

He quickly got a tray and filled them with water before he got in and went from table to table. The Alpha, Luna, and tipsy Kevin were there. He could tell by the way he was slouched down and how he blinked his eyes several times. Kevin never had something he was interested in rather than partying. That was the only thing he could do and did best. It was a mystery he didn't have two to three kids with his daily careless sex with every female specie he could find. "We are gathered here today to talk about the future of Lichen Park, prior to what we discussed yesterday. Kevin, I heard my wife spoke to you about having a baby with your mate Cynthia and you resisted. Shall I know why?" He asked,

A few minutes later Kevin spoke and broke the silence between us. “The party isn't over yet, so let's make sure to use the rest of the time we have left to have fun.” Kevin said to me as he stood up. I smiled at him in agreement, and he gave me a side hug before excusing himself. Based on the look on his face and how he left, I was sure he went to talk to some of his colleagues and business partners.

Kevin nodded, smiling down at her, “Of course. And then, we’ll go far away, just you and me.” I felt like I was suffocating. Ginny had always acted so soft, so fragile. Like she couldn’t hurt a fly. But this? This was murder wrapped in a bow of innocence and crocodile tears. The both of them hugged warmly, while Kevin's phone suddenly rang. “Mom.” He greeted, smiling but then, his smile turned into a frown, “What do you mean she hasn't donated the bone marrow? That crazy woman is being so difficult again. Hold on, let me call her.”

Kevin was not a man to interrupt unless you were prepared for war. “I’m glad,” he continued, “that even though you’re still a kid, you at least know how to clean up after yourself.” Kid. The word might have irritated me under different circumstances, but today wasn’t about ego. It was about Cynthia. About ensuring this situation ended decisively. “Make sure Matilda is dealt with,” Kevin said, his voice dropping an octave, “and ensure she never contacts my sister again.” I nodded slowly, once. A deliberate gesture—not submissive, but acknowledging the gravity of his demand.

Kevin replied, his tone dismissive. "Oh?" I snapped, pissed off this turned into a critique of me. "What's the big deal? It's not like he can do anything to me for talking. Maybe he should toughen up if he's going to survive in the pack. If he can't handle a little bad press, then that's his problem, not mine." I stared at him in disbelief,"You don't even know Conan!" Kevin shrugged, as if it didn't matter. "He's just one of those people, you know? The kind who's asking for trouble just by existing. It's like he wants people to pick on him or something."

Kevin swallowed wryly and opened his mouth, knowing everyone would send him glares when he was done. “W-we were supposed to have a meeting with the Cinder group on th-their r-romantic park rides project, b-b-but they canceled”, Kevin stuttered. “Hmm, interesting”, Ian said, everyone else could feel sweat rolling off their bodies, the matter was escalating too much, it was so ridiculous.

"I can't believe those old dudes said such stupid things about the Lycans. They're only concerned about the funds being wired to their hidden accounts and the stupid and useless vacations they go to on summer holidays. Rufus Kainwright had the stupid guts to raise his beer filled belly and spew out that shit. I would have strangled him to death if I wasn't able to control myself." Walter sipped hot coffee from his cup and listened as Kevin vented. They were in the kitchen adjoining the node Walter slept in. He tried hard to hide his worry. Kevin had made a grave mistake by canceling out on those men. They were going to be of great help, but Kevin had gone ahead to cancel. He would yell in fr