Draven’s POV
I stood at the window of my office, watching Caroline get into Jax’s car. Kyle had told they were going to lunch. I took a sip of my coffee, feeling angry inside.
Alaric growled in my mind. "We should follow them. Show him she’s ours."
I wanted to run after them, hit Jax in the face, and take Caroline with . But I couldn’t. When I had asked Jax to Ryan’s house, he’d told the truth. He said he liked Caroline, but because she liked , he would stay away. But he also said if I ever hurt her, he would try to date her.
And now, I have to watch another man try to get my mate.
I knew this wouldn’t last. Soon, I would make Caroline mine again. For now, to keep her safe from Howard and his an daughter Ella, I had to stay away.
I picked up my phone and called Alpha Arthur. He was the Alpha of the Northern Territory and had been good friends with my father. He was helping look into the money problems in the company and my father’s strange death.
"Draven, what is it?" Alpha Arthur answered right away.
"Alpha Arthur, have you found the Alpha Council person who checked my father’s death?" I asked, rubbing my head.
He sighed deeply. "Still looking. The information from three years ago has been hidden, many files are missing. I think the person took Howard’s money and left..."
I closed my jaw tight, feeling very stressed. "I understand. I’ll keep looking here. Thank you for helping."
"I heard you and Ella are getting married," Alpha Arthur said slowly. "What happened? What about Caroline?"
"Yes, it’s true," I said sadly. "I’ll tell you everything when we et."
After hanging up, I couldn’t stay in my office anymore. Like how the girls had their Tuesday "girls’ night," my friends and I also t often to talk, drink, and play gas. We’d planned to et at the Social Club tonight, Ryan thought a busy place might make feel better.
When I got there, I went right to the casino area to et the guys. We played poker, which made feel a bit better. I found myself smiling and talking with my friends, drinking soda, keeping my promise not to drink after what happened at Clara’s party.
Suddenly, I slled very sweet perfu in my nose. Before I could move, arms wrapped around my neck like a snake. The awful person kissed on the mouth, a ssy, bad kiss that left my lips wet with her spit and covered in red lipstick. Alaric growled with hate inside .
"Baby, you’re here!" Ella yelled with her loud voice, looking too happy to see .
"Let go of , you devil!" I growled while trying to pull her arms off my neck.
"Oh, baby, don’t joke with like that."
"I’m not joking. Let go of now," I said loudly, making people look at us.
Ella finally let go, her face red with anger. She pointed at my face and, with an even louder, higher voice, yelled, "Listen here, Draven, I’m having your baby, I’ll be your wife, and you should start being nice to like a good boyfriend."
Great. Just what I needed, a big scene. I rubbed my face and, trying to stay calm, said, "Ella, we’re not getting married because I love you, because I actually hate you. We’re getting married because you and your father forced , and you say you’re pregnant. But that doesn’t an I’ll be a nice boyfriend or husband."
"Baby, think about it. Our marriage will happen, so just accept it and let show you I’m right for you. I promise you’ll love soon."
"You’re crazy. You haven’t done that in thirty years. How will you do it ’soon’ now?" Ryan said with a laugh, and others laughed too. Ella looked at him like she wanted to kill him.
"The problem, honey, is you’re with bad friends," Ella said, looking angry at my friends.
"I agree with that, but not because of them. I should have kicked your father out of my company and gotten rid of you long ago," I said, standing up. Alaric agreed inside .
"Draven!" she scread.
"Now do everyone a favor and go away," I said.
"Like it or not, you’ll be my husband. We need to talk, we have things to plan," she kept going.
"Talk? About what, you crazy woman?" I asked, shocked by how bold she was.
"Well, about the wedding party, where we’ll live, the honeymoon..." she said like it was normal.
"There won’t be a party or honeymoon. I already got you a place to live. Anything else?" I was very tired.
"It doesn’t work like that. I’m going to tell daddy everything," she complained.
"You know what, guys, I’m tired of this place. I have a better idea," Joseph said and got up. "Shall we?"
We all followed Joseph out. Ella stayed there, stamping her feet and yelling like a little kid who couldn’t get candy. We left the Social Club, and Joseph sent a mind ssage with where to go, a place I knew well.
When we got there, the manager welcod us and took us to a special booth at Silver Moon, the best club in the area. Before we sat down, two waitresses in nice black dresses brought glasses and bottles of whiskey and cognac. Nate and I got sodas.
"At least here, gentlen, that awful woman has never found us!" Joseph said, lifting his glass.
It was a nice place with pretty dancers doing good shows. We talked and watched, staying with safe topics. By the end of the night, I felt a bit better, but I kept thinking about Caroline. While my friends liked watching the dancers, I didn’t care. Since eting Caroline, no other woman made interested.
When the night was ending, I said goodbye and left by myself, seeing my friends’ worried looks. They knew I loved soone else, a pretty woman with green eyes and her son.
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