Katherine's

POV

I could still smell Xavier's scent in my room, and it was creating unnecessary emotions and needs in me, and the cold and loneliness had kept me up all night...

My heart ached hurtfully in my chest, sending a painful feeling through my body.

I was slowly falling for the handsome man, yet I was fighting with everything inside me against the mate bond.

Why was I doing this to myself?

Why not just give in to the mate bond and let it take its course?

Then the thought of only being human crossed my mind, and I had to remind myself that this would never work, no matter how I looked at it. I would only end up being a liability to Xavier, and I didn't want that! He deserves more than I could give him. I tossed, turned, and ended up on my back, staring at the white ceiling above me.

What if things were different?

What if I had met Xavier before my parents died? Would I have accepted and given into the mate bond?

Would I have ever met Xavier?

Would my parents have allowed me to move freely between the pack members?

Why did my parents keep me away?

My mind wanders back to earlier tonight when Xavier told me he was in love with me... he sounded so sincere and sure... should I believe him? Or was it just an act?

Tears started to burn behind my eyes and I moaned, frustrated and I turned to lie on my side, trying hard not to let the tears slip from my eyes. Xavier didn't answer my question.

Why did he agree to the engagement party?

Was he still acting, or was this just as real as it feels for me? Will he keep his word regarding the contract?

What would he do if this was all over? Go back to being..?

I swallowed hard, as I felt the tear spill over.

It was breaking my heart just thinking of him leaving me and returning to his world.

But is that what I want? Isn't it? For him to replace someone strong to be at his side.

Why have I never shifted?

Why do I have all the senses of a wolf? But not the ability..?

What agreement was there, if any, was made with the Moon Goddess?

A breath escaped my lips and I turned to lie on my other side.

Why do things need to be so... so... so difficult? So complicated? So hard and unbearable?

Why do I feel so confused?

Can nothing come easy anymore?

My gaze moved to the alarm clocks next to the bed and big bold angry red numbers screamed at me that it was already passed 3 a.m.

I sighed, irritated with myself, I would be dead tired in the morning... it was already way past my bedtime.

I closed my eyes, and my mind wandered off toward my parents.

They were kind people, strict but kind. My father was always fair, my mother gracious. I will live up to their legacy, yet, I haven't spent much time among the pack members.

I made a mental note to visit my people in my pack before I drifted off to sleep.

I sighed tired as the alarm clock yelled at me to wake up and the tempting thought of staying in bed crossed my mind.

"You can sleep when you are done with your investigation!" My conscious yelled at me.

I sighed, frustrated, and got out of bed, and headed to the bathroom to get ready for work.

Thick black rings greeted me under my eyes.

"I had better have them covered, before someone notices them," I muttered to myself.

I didn't pay much attention when I entered the company.

The girl at reception quickly buzzed me in, and I made my way toward the elevator.

The trip to the top floor was quiet, yet I could feel the tension in the elevator.

My outrageous attitude must have touched every employee in the company.

I kept my face blank and expressionless, even though I was happy that I could create such an emotional stir in just one day.

The more I got rejected by the employees, the more John would lower his vigilance against me, and then I would replace something to put him away completely.

As soon as the elevator opened, Amanda greeted me with a cold smile, and I headed toward my office.

Sarah peeked her head into my office minutes later and handed me a cup of coffee.

"Thanks," I said, and sat back in my chair, "where are the reports I asked?"

"On my desk," she answered.

"I am pretty sure I told you to leave them on my desk yesterday," I spat at her.

Xavier emailed me the correct financial statement, and I wanted to compare them. "1-1-1..."

"Kate, how do you feel this morning," John cut Sarah off, and the girl sighed relieved. "Are you tired?" He asked, concerned, "You look exhausted. "

This was no courtesy visit. I assume he must have some complaints about me.

"I am fine, thank you, uncle. I am well rested and ready for today!" I said chirpy and gave him a genuine smile.

"That's good," he said, "I was worried that the sudden takeover would be too overwhelming and you might not be able to adapt to the environment. Is your assistant at least doing what she needs to do?" My glance moved to Sarah, and I narrowed my eyes at her.

"I am not satisfied with her work ethic," I said, "she keeps interfering in whatever I do."

"That's news," he said, and turned to where Sarah stood, "Sarah is one of the best assistants the company ever had." He praised her.

"If that is so. Why am I struggling to get any financial statements from her? And why do I need permission from you to see them?"

"Oh?" He turned toward Sarah, and raised an eyebrow, "Maybe your assistant misunderstood!"

Sarah immediately lowered her gaze embarrassed and her face flushed red.

John cocked his head to the side and narrowed his eyes at the girl.

"Do you have anything to say for yourself?" He asked and she shook her head, then turned on her heels and rushed out of my office.

"I will talk to her," John said and excused himself.

Seconds later, an uproar sounded from the other offices, and a minute later, the familiar husky voice grabbed my attention and I rushed out of my office...

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