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Her Four Cruel Wolves Chapter 56
Camilo's Point of ViewMy clothes were drenched in blood. Seeped through the thin material of my shirt, soaking my skin beneath. It acted like glue when it dried. Became a sticky mess. Only showering would rid it from my body.But it would stain my hands forever.The car ride home was tense. We had met our objective together. Restored the simmering anger between Alejandro and me. Rafael sat in the middle. Made sure that neither looked in the other's direction. We would rip this car apart.Alejandro had offered, softly, to ride in one of the other cars. I had declined. It would break tradition and that meant the men would start whispering among themselves. I couldn't have that. Tension was already running high from the attempted break-in. If they knew there was a silent war waging between the three of us, no one would work together. Once we got home, Alejandro was the first to climb out. Slammed the door shut behind him. I hissed, baring my teeth. But the driver saw nothing. Or tried
Her Four Cruel Wolves Chapter 57
Farren's Point of ViewThe gaping hole left in the back door was wide. Resembled my mind. Shattered. Gaping open to the world beyond. The world I no longer had the desire to face. Replacing the glass was going to cost a fortune. I just knew it.Camilo had broken it without restraint. Smashed it apart with no consequences to follow. Had retreated through it later on, right after ripping my being out of my body. Followed Rafael to wherever they had to go. From the look he had given Camilo, it had gone sour real fast within Lupitum. I had thought the air would return to my lungs once he left. It refused. Buckled and fluttered to nothingness inside my chest. I heaved. Gripped Zaven's arm in the process. We were all still staring at the spot Camilo had just been in. One minute there. The next he was gone. Whiplash. Nerezza shook her head. Braced herself against the small table I had against one of the walls, hip jutting out. I had intended to use the table for keeping keys and things on
Her Four Cruel Wolves Chapter 58
Farren's Point of ViewPriamos had known better than to come to breakfast. Alastair had come back down with the kids soon after the food was ready. Both were still in their jammies. Had streaks of chocolate on their faces. There was no doubt within my mind that one of the two men had bribed them with chocolates to keep them upstairs.It was sad to think that I had dangerous situations surrounding them. No child should grow up with fear in their hearts.I had made waffles for breakfast. An assortment of fruits and nuts was placed in several bowels. Jogurt in two different flavors. Syrup. And then there were the three kinds of ice cream I had set out. Nerezza had only glowered at the frozen treats but remained silent.No mother would be happy with their child eating so many sweets in the morning but I couldn't help myself. I needed the treat and eating alone wasn't very hospitable. The next best option was a can of whipped cream in my room along with several dozen candy bars. This suite
Her Four Cruel Wolves Chapter 59
Rafael's Point of ViewFarren looked like a deer caught in headlights. With her unblinking wide eyes and parted lips. Her hands trembled on the counter. There were bags beneath her eyes. A tightness to her shoulders. I shuffled inside, careful not to let the glass trip me up."I assume Camilo told you what happened?" She breathed. Clapped her hands together in front of her face and let them fall to the counter. Tired. Those were tired and conflicted eyes."He gave me the gist of it," I admitted. Leaned on the counter in front of her. She nodded. Pushed away some of the empty plates from what I assumed was their breakfast. Her eyes scanned my face intently. Took in every nook and cranny. "And how does that make you feel?" She asked. I shrugged.The truth of the matter was that I felt a twinge of jealousy toward Alejandro. Who wouldn't? But it wasn't enough reason to go off on her. Blame her for sleeping with him. At the end of the day, it was her body and her choice. He had just been
Her Four Cruel Wolves Chapter 60
Farren's Point of ViewFor lunch, I decided to head out into the garden. Set up shop beneath a nearby tree. Nature was always a calming balm against the tender spot of my heart. Made my life a little less miserable when misery was all I was used to.Clouds gathered thickly above the branches. But it was a stunning day. Not too hot and not too cold. The perfect temprature. Birds still danced in the overcast sky. Some animals rustled in the leaves above my head. They were the best company to keep. Spoke little to none and never pried into your life.Besides, being indoors with nine other people felt a bit much at the moment. Especially with Priamos skulking about the house. Someone had kicked him in the balls. That someone was me. I wouldn't forgive him easily but having a conversation had to happen sooner rather than later.If it were to happen, I sure as hell wouldn't want it to be in earshot of the little ones.I had chased Rafael out of my home. He had also known about my father and
Her Four Cruel Wolves Chapter 61
Farren's Point of View Most of the house remained unchanged. Except for the photos on the walls. Some of those were taken down. But only the ones that I had been in. It had been three days since I had last been here and I had already been erased from their lives. It showed just how much they needed me. How much I fit into this family. No doubt Louisa had taken them down at the behest of Leon. How my mother hadn't noticed the change was beyond me. She loved looking up at our faces from time to time. Admired her children. But I had been the reason her children scattered to the wind, each in their own direction. Leon had taken his punishment personally and now I lost this side of my family because of it. Refused to admit his own wrongdoings and blamed the maiming solely on me. As if he hadn't hurt me. Had gone in to deliver another blow. One could be forgiven if the excuse was right. Two? Well, that was just getting a bit greedy. "Farren," Louisa drawled from the top of the stairs
Her Four Cruel Wolves Chapter 62
Camilo's Point of View It was pouring outside. A sheet of rain came down on Lupitum. On the city my father had built. The city my mother loved and improved. My home. Once upon a time, it had been the best place on earth for wolves. A safe haven. My dream city. The very same one that Dominique had destroyed for his own gain. Back when I was a child without a father, I idolized the man. Regarded him as a king and not the wolf he was. When push came to shove, on the other hand, he showed his true colors. Exploited the business my father created from the ground up. Then he had reluctantly given up the title after my family's men became angered that he was still in charge when I was right there. So, we cast him aside. But my mother could never get rid of him. Kept him around, even now. Her little spy. Sometimes I thought they were fucking but Dominique had no time for such things. Even love for his sons was limited. Which only saddened the little boy inside my chest. Once upon a time,
Her Four Cruel Wolves Chapter 63
Alejandro's Point of View I was in the middle of my weekly dinner with my mother, step-father, and half-brothers when the call came. As always, my parents didn't speak whilst they ate. The atmosphere was tense. Even Tristan remained silent, with no quips coming from his lips. Dominique had a new project he was working on and things were becoming tenser by the day. Mother had made roast beef with rice, sweet pumpkin, green beans, and a salad. A splendid dinner. One I would normally devour within seconds. But the moment Isa's distressed voice blinked into existence through my phone, I choked on my rice and beef. Let some of the chewed food in my mouth spray onto the table. "Come outside. There has been another shootout." The call dropped. I sagged into my chair and pushed the full plate away from me. My mother's eyebrow twitched up. Dominique continued chewing. Neither Tristan nor Roberto stirred from their food. They were gluttons from birth. Would never give up a meal. "What's w
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