Peter's POV; "What the hell do you mean by that? I asked you to do one thing and you haven't!" I snarled, tossing the glass of wine I had in my hand across the room where it shattered against the wall into tiny bits. "What the fuck is wrong with you?! Why don't you ever follow simple fucking instruction?!" Yuri stood at the other side of the room, his expression unreadable. I could tell that he was embarrassed but that didn't matter in the face of the duty I had assigned to him. He was messing things up really terribly. "She's hard to catch and you know that," He replied, his voice notches lower. "She barely ever leaves the Palace and whenever she does, she's never alone. I have seen her twice and she was with Alpha Michael. Trying to intercept them both is like signing a fucking death note and you of all people knows that." Raking my fingers through my hair, I try not to scream out loud. Neither of my plans have worked. Michael is always there to ruin it. If there's a

Catherine's POV: "Mum!" Julia called out as they rushed out of the bushes behind them. She turned to them with a bright smile on her face. Michael was right behind them, pulling Jason who kept talking in loud tones, pointing behind the car at a chameleon that lay hidden in the dark. I turned to see Julia running towards me. She was happy. I could tell from the way she ran towards me. She threw her arms around my legs, clinging tight onto me and laughing loudly. "Jason! He tried to catch me while we were doing hide and seek." "Just you and him?" Her face fell but she shook her head and her eyes darted over to where Michael stood with Jason. He was pointing something out to him and they both laughed when he said something. I turned back to face her before crouching to her level. "I know you don't like him but we can't deny that he's trying to be friends with you before he becomes your father. You're giving him quite a hard time and I don't think that's nice for him.

Alpha Michael's POV; Soon, I am swerving into the parking lot of the three storey building located on the other end of the city which houses one of my most trusted detectives. Of course, I can handle all of these myself if I want but there's so much on my plate and I don't think I can handle it all at once. I take the steps, as the elevator is already filled up. Usually, Shaft never lets anyone coming to his office use the steps as he wants to remain hidden from the rest of the world. His establishment was located at the top floor of the building and the last two had a dentist's office and a boutique so it was really easy to hide his establishment. There was no sign indicating that he worked there. On getting to the last steps, I find my Beta wandering around and when he sees me, he stops walking and hurries towards me, a look of relief on his face. "Was wondering when you were going to arrive." "Well, here I am," I reply in a hurried tone as I brush past him. "

Alpha Michael's POV: I kept tossing and turning in my bed, hoping that all of these was a dream I was going to wake up from. I'd been in contact with Shaft all night, unable to even sleep a wink even if my body was almost failing me. I was extremely tired, begging for sleep to lift me into the Dreamland but it never came. After my conversation with Shaft, I decided to close my eyes in sleep but it didn't come. So I climbed out of my bed and walked to the table, taking a seat as I thought about Catherine's plea to allow the kids to start schooling. Of course, she was right. The kids deserved an environment where they needed to thrive, to relate with the other kids. Hell, to make friends but not now. Not with how things were going. I was still unable to identify who had masterminded their kidnap. There were so many untied loose ends which I needed to straighten and it was so hard having to do several things, one at a time. But time wasn't on my side either. The eld

Catherine's POV: We put the kids to sleep. It was something I'd always imagined doing since I could remember; having family and taking the kids to bed together. I couldn't stop myself from thinking about it even when things went rough between me and Michael. When we stepped out of the room, we stood awkwardly beside each other, contemplating on what way to go. It wasn't dark yet. I checked my time to see it was barely eight o'clock. Maybe a little dinner and an early sleep tonight is going to help. I turned to Michael with the aim of telling him I was going to bed but he spoke before I did. "I'm thinking of having dinner by the fountain and I'm wondering if you love to join me?" I blinked once, wondering if I was hearing right. "Dinner by the fountain?" He smiled. "You heard me right. What do you think?" I shrugged. "If you want that, then it's fine by me." He nodded at me. "Alright then, I'll see you in twenty minutes? I need to get cleaned up.