Evvie’s POV:“Vi?” Pixie called out, but I was too much in a shock to answer.“It can’t be.” I whispered, staring down at the seal.There’s no mistaking it.I moved to open the letter when my cellphone rang from the counter.Pixie stood up and grabbed my phone before her eyes snapped to me. A hint of urgency tainted her eyes.“It’s Barrak.”My brows furrowed and I huffed. Of all times he could possibly call me… What the hell did he want at this time of day?I nodded to her like I suddenly lost the ability to speak. She nodded back and cleared her throat as she lifted the phone against her ear.“Yeah, boss?” She chirped with her usual cheery voice, but her face remained indifferent. It was a new sight, since Pixie rarely had any serious moments.I gripped the letter in my hands as I kept my eyes locked on Pixie.“Uhh… Sure.”She walked over and extended the phone to me.“He said he wants to talk to you. He knows you’re here.”‘By the way, he sent someone to follow you for the past few

Zachary’s POV:“Daddy, daddy!”I whipped around at the sound of feet tapping against the wooden floor.Her curly red hair bounced lightly on her shoulders, framing her little face. She raised her big, blue eyes at me and put both her arms up, pouting.I chuckled, and I couldn’t help but find her cute. She always does this when she doesn’t get what she wants.“What’s wrong, baby?” I asked, tucking a strand of her curly hair behind her ear.“I want my cake.” She pouted and she shoved her fingers into her armpits.“Don’t you want to wait for your friends?” I asked.She looked at me then quickly looked away.“I don’t have friends.” She mumble, making my brow raise."Why so?"She lowered her gaze, suddenly finding interest in her fingers as she fiddled with her colored nails. "I'm a bastard."A growl rumbled through my chest, startling the little girl who looked up at me wide-eyed, and I cursed myself for making such a mistake."Hailey, listen to me." I cocked my head so that I was looking

Evvie’s POV:I’m going back.Pixie stared into my eyes and sighed.I saw Casey peek through the gap, curiosity building in her eyes. I exchanged glances with Pixie who she shook her head.“Going back where?” Casey asked, pulling the door further open and we looked at the only clueless human in our midst.“And who was that?” She asked, a shudder visibly snaking up her arms making her squeeze them in her grip as she stared into space. Her eyes shifting a shade darker as Barrak’s domineering frame cast upon her once again.“No one.” Pixie saved me from telling her the truth.Knowing Casey, she’d always had an interesting take on the world around her.You’d be surprised if I tell you she writes about werewolves. Romance, on top of that.Most humans believe we’re just some made up supernatural beings in lost myths. That we don’t exist. But some of them, like Casey, refused to believe it.Pixie and I would watch the twinkle in her eyes as she went on and on about werewolves, vampires, beast

Zachary’s POV:“Take me to the Alpha.” The words sounded more of a command.And one that stuck to me as my feet suddenly moved on their own accord.It was almost as if her command worked.But how is that possible?I moved to grab her with the intention of putting her in my truck when she immediately, stepped out of reach.I couldn’t help the pained look that’s now probably sealed into my eyes. Perhaps forever. So long as she looks at me with that deep-seated hatred in her eyes.The only time I’m going to get out of this habit is when she finally says she forgives me.After all, she knows just as much as I do that you only get one mate in this lifetime. If you’re lucky, the goddess will provide you with a second chance mate.But no one’s ever heard of receiving a second chance mate since decades ago. So to say, there’s a mere, one percent chance we’ll ever get another mate. It is the goddess that passes judgement on whether you deserve to be given one after rejecting the one she’s give