ZARYA’S POV

“Possibly the bastard slept with random women again.” Caspian crossed his thighs. He was settling on the swivel chair and moving it back and forth.

“Perhaps.” Bram talked back.

They were talking about Trace Hendrix. They had no idea that their friend was in my belly. My wolf from eaten him and that felt so satisfying. That would be going to happen to Caspian when I had the chance.

“Zarya, did you see the bastard Trace?” Bram asked me.

“Nope, Sir.” I moved my head from left to right.

“Poor bastard. Probably, he is heartbroken because of the death of his favorite girlfriend.” Caspian chuckled as if the...