Jealousy, Jealousy

During my dad's birthday party at our palace, I let Georgie catch up with the friends she has in my pack. A group of girls she hasn't seen in a while.

My parents are socializing normally for the first time since I came back, so I know they don’t need me.

And I stay away from Cain too, because I can't stop myself from thinking about his plan, almost in an obsessive way. He’s hanging out with Justin and some of our friends.

I’m sitting in a corner at the bar, nursing my fourth glass of whiskey and looking down most of the time so I can go unnoticed as much as I can. I’m definitely not in a good mood today, not after being declared a medical miracle and a very strong man and not being able to do anything about it.

If I hadn't fucking died in Sebdio, I would be attacking Fox right now. I would make sure the territory is mine before even proposing to my girl. I probably would be celebrating my conquest right this second.

But I got myself killed in a conquest already, so now Georgie is