AMELIA’S P.O.V

The inside was gorgeous to say the least.


The ceiling was so tall that I couldn’t touch it even if I stood on a table. It was completely bare but as Kaden outlined what he planned for each space, I could almost see the vision come to life. The downstairs was going to be the family room, the kitchen, the dining room and our offices. There was a wash room and a gym as well. He spoke with such excitement that I couldn’t help but feel it too.

“The upstairs is even better,” he whispered to me and he pulled me up the massive spiral staircase into a massive hallway. There were three doors, one in front of us and one on either side. He pointed to the one facing us. “That will be our room. It’s huge and-”

“What about the others?” I cut him off and his cheeks tinged pink. It was amusing seeing the feared Alpha with pink cheeks.


“They’re going to be for our children- if or when you decide to have them.”

“What if I don’t ever want kids?”


He didn’t hesitate. “Then we won’t have kids.”

I laughed. “You can’t possibly mean that. You are Alpha, you need to have an heir to carry on the legacy.”

“Someone else can take over, all that matters is that I have you.”

What struck me was that he was serious. There was no hint of deception in his tone whatsoever. He was serious and that alone brought even more tears to my eyes. I had cried more times today than I had in a while. I clutched Kaden’s jacket tighter around me and headed straight for the room that he said was to be ours.

The walls were already painted a grey color and I frowned. “I’m thinking pink.” He snorted at that. “Fine, white but I’m not making it a dark color. I refuse to sleep in a dark room.”

“I don’t care if you paint it every color of the fucking rainbow.”

I bit the inside of my cheek to stop myself from smiling. “What happens when you piss me off? I hear it is healthy for couples to have separate rooms.”

“When I piss you off, we will talk about it and make up. Under no circumstance will either of us go to bed pissed at the other person.”

“That’s unrealistic, people fight all the time.”

“We can fight, but I will never let you go to bed pissed off at me again,” he vowed. “If you don’t want to look at me, then I’ll sleep on the couch or in one of the guest rooms but this is our room and that is not going to change.”

I turned to face him but he was already looking at me. I stepped closer so that there was less than an inch separating us. I reached up and traced the stubble on his cheeks. He leaned into my hands and his eyes fluttered shut as if he was savoring the feel of me. When he grabbed my wrist and dragged it up to his nose, my core clenched.

“You need to shave,” I managed out trying to keep my voice even but it wasn’t working. He was dragging his nose and lips up the pulse on my wrist and it was increasingly difficult to try and focus. “Your hair is too long.”

“Would you like to cut it for me?” he asked and I hummed. I would have agreed to anything if it meant that he was going to stop his torture. He immediately released me and faced me. “We would have to do it at-”

“Home?” I asked and he nodded. “I can be in the house, Kaden, I just can’t live there anymore. I’m a big girl, I’ll be fine.”

Once he was sure that I wasn’t lying, he got into my car and drove us to the house. In that moment, it felt like everything could finally be alright. The house was just as I remembered it, it even smelled the same. I looked over at the spot in the living room where he choked me for the first time, and as if he knew what I was thinking, he gently led me away by my shoulders towards his room.

“She was never here,” he whispered to me once we got to the door. “Even when she had her claws in my mind, I never brought her in here.”

That shouldn’t have made me feel better but it did and it gave me the courage I needed to walk into the room. It was still intact but it smelled stale, as if he hadn’t been in it in a while. I didn’t want to ask so I pretended like I didn’t notice and heads straight for the bathroom. I dragged a chair with me and gestured for Kaden to sit down.

“You’re really doing this?” he asked and I nodded. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to-”

“Sit down, Kaden,” I ordered and he did as I asked. Once he sat, I grabbed a towel and draped it over him. “I don’t know how you managed to let your hair grow out this much. It’s a mess.”

I ran my hands through his hair and he looked up at me with eyes that had my stomach churning. It was at that moment I realized I was standing between his legs. I was about to shave his face and trim his hair. I needed to be in close proximity with him to do that.

“Amelia?” his voice was soft and his hand trailed up the back of my thigh. I had to bite down on the inside of my cheek to hide a moan. It had been a while since he touched me last. “Are you alright?”

I cleared my throat and nodded. It was a lie and we both knew it but it was better than saying the truth. I took a step back making his hand fall off and awareness settled on me like a wet blanket. It took everything in me not to curse.

What the hell had I gotten myself into?