Katie's POVI don't know why they called it a lake house. This was a legit mansion but the contemporary setting made it stand out even more, almost twisting my neck in each and every direction. It rolled into different steps and color grades the more we moved in. From the living area with brown bin bags set as the cushion all the way to the pool board and tennis board placed side to side. I didn't think I would ever want to leave.“There is a pool at the back.” Roman and I both stopped and looked at each other with a certain smirk on our faces that grew rapidly into a burst of full-on laughter.The idea of having a pool in a lake house when the house was supposedly close to the lake defeated the whole purpose. But I could understand rich people need to have their way just because they could afford it. If I were rich, I would have employed some big-time sniffer to sniff out the killer of my mother on the scene and not sit and watch them clean off the stain from the road like it was a

Katie's POV I found myself softly slipping into a soft slumber on the bin bag I sat in while their laughter and conversation hovered over me. Till eventually, the darkness won. ~~~~~I could tell a lot of time had passed by the time I was woken up by a gentle tap on the arm. It was Shedrack. The sun had almost completely set and the night was looking very eager to take over as I stretched to look outside.The only thing that wasn't like I remembered was the living area. The bin bags had been taken away except for the one I laid on, making the living room space a lot wider than I remembered it. He told me we were going to have a party in an hour or two and I needed to get ready for it. Apparently, there was a pre-party ritual that was set to take place in the living room before people came by 8It was a whole dump of information for someone who had just woken up. I nodded in agreement like I understood everything he said and led myself to the room he had given me to stay in. I walked

Killian's POVI've been so busy looking out for Katie as well as babysitting Ana that I haven't stepped foot in my office for a long time. Walking into the building, the incessant chatter amongst my employees was suddenly replaced by a hushed silence, they weren't expecting me anytime soon though so their reaction was expected. "Good morning, Mr. Huxley," they greeted one after another, with a tight-lipped smile.I nodded in response and made my way to my office. As soon as I got to my office, Mellissa, the head of my campaign team walked up to me. "Killian we really really need you to make a quick interview or something. Donald is catching up with us—”“Melissa—”“He is on 56% chance rate now” some random guy chipped in from behind his computer. I know he was part of my team, but I only paid attention to Melissa. "See?" Melissa shoved her iPad in my face, not giving me a single second to process all they were saying. "Listen, Killian, I understand–""Melissa!" I snapped irritated

Katie's POVA red wolf walked through the midst of clouds around me and I saw her.“Lucy?!”My voice echoed so loud in my own head that it hurt every corner of it. Even while I knew I lay awake in the real world, I could still feel the side of my cranium ticking from the worrying amount of blood that drove north to my brain.Truly, it was her. The similarity in the divinity of her presence remained constant. I unconsciously found myself bending to a knee.“What are you doing?” Lucy asked, her voice displaying elements of a puzzled being.I looked up at my wolf, her large red fur head was cocked to the side. Even in the unidentified world, she still somehow looked just like I remembered her the last time. “Am I dead?”I took the initiative to ask. I wanted to ask all this time instead of figuring it out on my own. Death had been explained in so many ways in the past and I feared this may have been one of them. “No Katie, you are not dead. This is your mind, where I stay.” I glanced a

Katie's POV Staring down at my now dead screen phone, I waited for some sort of emotion to override me, pull me back into making another phone call, and apologize to a man powerful enough to run against my father. It just wasn't enough to beat the low-sipping rage that fueled my system. I looked down at my phone again.‘Maybe he would call back and I would just explain how this whole thing was his fault’I thought, tapping my feet on the ground. When I figured my nerves wouldn't let me rest—like at all, I picked myself up and walked all the way to the front of the house and just stood there, staring at the white door for entrance. Everything made me mad the more I thought about it.‘Cabin house my foot! It wasn't even a cabin house, it was like rich people wanted to eat their cake and have it,’I studied the house as it rose as high as the height of the trees beside it. Clearly, they knew how much of a mansion this was rather than a cabin…they knew exactly what the fuck they were do