Chloe's p.o.v. All I want to do is go to Caines and finish what we started. I walked into the pack house and smelt him in the living room but his scent changed a bit. More Woodsy. I wrapped my arms around his waist from the back but did not expect what happened when he turned around. It wasn't Caine. I took in every detail from the little scar by his eyebrow to the gray eyes looking back at me. His dark brown hair almost black, pink wet lips, strong jaw line, muscles outlining his black t-shirts, and the mysterious grey captivating eyes. This definitely wasn't Caine. "What's going on?"I heard Caine's voice boom as I whirled around trying to get out of his grip but Dom's grip tightened.

"You've hurt me so many times and yet...I still love you...I'm such a fool." She cried, falling into his arms. What could he say to console her? That he'd be willing to give up his playboy lifestyle JUST for her? Why was she still sitting there? "I'm...sorry Jada." "That's all I get?! You've cheated on me, hurt me, took my virginity and I gave up so much for you!" Yet he couldn't find the right words to calm her down and console her the way he wanted to; so he left. COPYRIGHT 2014 Morgan