Alpha Michael's POV: By the time we were done with the interview, it was already midnight. Thankfully, about forty percent of them had said the truth either by being threatened or me merely making them know the real truth. Peter had mostly lied to all of them about being a huge part of the company so I understood why most of them worked here in the first place. As for the first woman and the rest who had chosen to lie no matter what, I had them taken to one of my warehouses at a hidden location and thrown in there mostly for their safety. But I was going to make them suffer for lying. "What's our next move?" Trenton asked as we watched a few of my men close the warehouse doors. "From the look of things, Peter is the one masterminding this. He literally lured and threatened them to do this." "I honestly don't know, Trenton. But I know that I will have him killed as soon as I set my eyes on him." I was infuriated. I'd been nursing my anger the whole time and try

Catherine's POV: "It's just a slight fever. Hormonal imbalance too," The doctor said as he snapped his briefcase shut. "I think she needs more supplements and enough rest." Michael, who sat on the bed beside me, brushed my hair back and nodded. "That will be taken care of." The doctor turns to look at me. "I also think it's time for you to consider your diet, sleeping patterns and activities that might bring you stress. Taking care of children can be more than stressful, you know?" I nodded with a laugh. "Yes. You're right. They can be overbearing at times. But I love taking care of them. It makes us bond more." "Well, it can be made easier for you, don't you think?" Michael said as he turned to look at me. "One of the maids will be assigned to the kids so she takes care of them. I know they do but they should have one who is always around them. And no, that doesn't mean you don't get to be around them. I just don't want you falling sick." "That's totally fine.

Alpha Michael's POV: My fingers tightened around the plastic bag in my hand and I tried not to look fazed by the man sitting on my couch in my house! At first, I decided I was going to be cool about this. If Catherine had assured me that nothing was going on between them, then who was I not to take her word for it? Julia was the first to see me and she looked away even before I could smile at her. Jason on the other hand, kept talking in fast, excited tones with the man who looked really interested in whatever gibberish he was mouthing off. I stood there, contemplating on either making a move or just going back out and taking a drive to cool my head. But I'd decided that I wasn't going to react terribly to this. Hell, I'd seen enough for this week. Peter was almost bringing my company to the ground and I wasn't going to let something this insignificant affect me. So I cleared my throat and walked into the living room, plastering a fake smile on my face. Catherine s

Catherine's POV: My heart jumped when I heard the clatter of John's fork against his plate. Jason looked at me and I gave him a reassuring smile, not wanting him to worry over this. Michael didn't look like he was taking any of this anymore and to be very honest, John wasn't helping things either. I'd expected him to keep quiet and even try to respect the fact that he was in Michael's home. I was ready for Michael's backlash. John needed to learn that he had to respect boundaries and people's home. Of course, I knew he hated Michael with everything within him but making it this obvious was the wrongest thing to do. "I came to visit Catherine and the kids." Michael nodded and began to push his food around his plate with his fork. I had no idea why seeing him so calm scared the hell out of me. I'd expected him to lash out at least. I'd expected him to pour out his anger on either of us both but he didn't. Now, I wasn't used to Michael being calm in situations like

Alpha Michael's POV: As soon as she left, I kicked the seat closest to me, sending it flying into the nearest wall. One of the legs split from the chair itself as it crashed to the ground. My fists clenched and unclenched as I tried to control my outburst. But how could I do that when I could barely compose my thoughts. The surprise that had come with seeing John, the man who had taken care of Catherine and the kids in my absence, was more than I had expected to be. Infact, I wasn't expecting him there. That must have been the reason I didn't control myself. For most part of being around him, I wanted to be cool about him being there. I wanted to look like I wasn't the least offended that he had somehow found this place and decided that visiting without informing Catherine was the right thing to do. But when I found out that he was doing everything he was doing to rile me up, I fucking lost it. I wanted to rip his head out of his fucking neck. I wanted to ask him to l