-Willow- I didn't like that Cain was drinking. He had been so good after leaving not to drink a drop, or so he had told me. The last time he came home drunk, he was hard to deal with. However, something was clearly bothering the twins. They downed the first glass, then clinked together the second one before downing that as well. When a third followed, I grew impatient. "Okay, I need to know what is going on," I told them as we had taken our seats in the living room. The two of them turned to me, but they looked unsure of what to even say. "You two are freaking me out. What is going on?" I asked. "We are still processing it," Cain admitted. "What? What are you processing?" "That our entire life has been a lie," he replied before he downed his fourth glass. "I need more," I insisted. "Tell her," Carter urged, downing his drink as well. "Yes, please tell me." "Apparently, our mother has had a visitor since our dad's funeral." "A visitor?" "Someone to warm her bed," Carter cla
-Cain- We didn't want food. We wanted to forget the truth that had been so roughly thrown into our faces, but Willow was good at convincing us to get a grip and eat something to soak up the fluid in our stomachs. We ate slowly while we still tried to come to terms with the fact that Weston was our father. Our mother had intentionally cheated on our father, but he had agreed to raise us anyway, to call us his sons. However, while I wanted to be mad at our mother, I also understood. I probably understood better than Carter because just looking at Willow, I knew I couldn't give her up. Even from the moment I saw her, I knew it wasn't possible for me to give her up. So how could I blame our mother for wanting to be with her true mate? Even if just through one of her heats. "What?" Willow asked when she caught me staring at her again. "What?" I echoed. "You keep looking at me funny. Are you okay?" she asked. "I'm okay," I admitted. "Then why do you look at me that way?" I shrugged,
-Willow- I glanced between Carter and Cain at breakfast. Neither had touched much of their food, but at least they hadn't started the day with a shot. They chose coffee this time, yet they drank it slowly and mostly stared at the contents in their mugs. I glanced at Henry, who shrugged, not sure how to be of help, but then he focused on Carter. "Should I call my brother?" he suggested. "I don't think I want more people involved," Carter groaned, leaning forward and rubbing his eyes. "I don't think we can avoid having people involved. If Weston is going to be temporary king, then the truth will definitely come out," Cain said. "Oh Goddess. The world community is going to know we are some bastard children," he sighed. "Bastards," Cain corrected. "What?" "Not bastard children, we are a bastard's children," he said, and the two of them began chuckling over the ridiculous little joke. I rolled my eyes, then turned to Cain and shoved his food closer to him. "You need to eat," I tol
-Cain-“How is that properly dressed for the meeting with the council?” My mate entered our closet, looking as gorgeous as ever in her little black and white suit with black high heels. Goddess, anything she did made me crave her instantly.She walked over to me, looking as if she might start to undress me herself so she could get me into proper clothes for the meeting. However, I grabbed her hands and held them in mine before I kissed her.“You look so sexy,” I whispered huskily before leaning closer to her and kissing her.“Cain, you look like a hitman in all those black clothes. Are you armed too?”“Of course I am,” I said, as if that weren’t a problem.“Cain! You’re not going there to kill someone. You are having a calm discussion with the council regarding your fa… I mean, Weston,” she corrected herself.I groaned, leaning my head back. “Are you already starting to consider him to be my father?”“Of course not. It was just a slip-up.”“Clearly, and if my mate is already seeing hi
-Willow- Carter and Cain were getting closer and closer. I knew the brothers had always shared a bond, but I had come in between them because of my connection to both. However, all of that seemed in the past as the days moved and they spent a lot of time together. I noticed they went on morning and evening runs together, coming back laughing and shoving each other. They had begun talking eagerly and were coming more out of their grief. It was clear that the space and just being around each other were really helping them, and as I gazed out of the window in the early morning, seeing them come back, I couldn’t help but smile. They only had two weeks left before the demanded space was removed, and I knew they couldn’t avoid seeing Weston at the party tonight. But I loved these moments, seeing them together. I hated that I had caused such a rift between them, but it had shifted back, and I truly enjoyed it. I waited by the window until Cain came back to our room, all sweaty and in a good
-Cain-My mate looked so gorgeous in the dark purple dress she had chosen to wear to the gala. I took a moment to simply gaze at her. It sat tightly against her body, meaning I could see that beautiful, growing stomach of hers. She looked absolutely incredible, and I had only grown hungrier for her, but I knew we didn’t have the time to play around right now. We had a gala to get to.“Ready?” I asked, and she turned to me and smiled before I held up a mask for her. This gala required masks as well, and she walked over to me and took them before I held up my own, carrying the same color.“You made us match,” she observed.“I did,” I confirmed.I held out my arm to her, and she grabbed it before we left the bedroom and walked downstairs, where Carter and Henry were waiting.“Took you two long enough. Did you fuck before we needed to go?” he teased, making me chuckle and shake my head.“Carter!” Willow exclaimed, making us all laugh before we went outside and into a car.“Nick will meet
-Willow-I was so confused why Cain left me on the dance floor, and I quickly went to a secluded corner where Nick and Henry found me, cornering me on both sides as if to protect me. The sight made me smile, and I shook my head a bit.“Let me guess, while I did not hear Carter and Cain tell you not to take your eyes off me, they did, didn't they?” I teased.“Something like that,” Nick admitted, giving me a small smile, and I returned it, but then we were all distracted as the king placed himself on the small stage further away, getting everyone’s attention.I wasn’t surprised speeches were being held tonight, but it was still so early, so I was intrigued to know what the king was about to say.“Is it a welcome speech?” I mused out loud, seeing the two beta’s shrug.“Everyone,” the king called, the room quieting down and turning to the king, who gave them all a charming smile. When he did that, I saw so much of Carter in him that it was a wonder I hadn’t noticed the true similarities b
-Cain- I was surprised by how little I hated talking to Weston. After the initial anger disappeared, we had a calmer conversation with each other. We mostly discussed the business around the wolf community, but I noticed he had a few questions about Willow and me and how we were doing, as if he genuinely cared. I tried not to say too much. He might have helped with the rumors, but I wasn’t going to allow him to close that fast. I still didn’t trust him, and I was unsure if I ever would, but I owed him at least a small conversation; that was his demand for getting on the stage. However, after about 20 minutes, I decided to conclude the conversation and go find my mate. Weston didn’t even complain, which annoyed me because I would rather he felt insulted by it. He simply said he would love to have a conversation with her as well, but if he thought I was going to let him get that close to my mate so fast, he was mistaken. I pointed this out to him, but he just smiled and shrugged, tellin