The Forgotten Heiress novel Chapter 81

Nick swallowed back the vile that crept up with that thought. He couldn't bear the agony, couldn't bear to think that this was what the rest of his life would be like without Jessica. That was what kept him coming back. His need for Jessica had made him do what no one else ever could.

It had made him, a proud alpha, get down on his knees and beg.

"Hey Nick, what a surprise seeing you here." Dani commented sarcastically, pulling him back from his self-created abyss. She walked around him and towards her car, her car keys dangling from her fingers and continued over her shoulder. "Wish I could chat today but I've got things to do and no one else is home today."

Nick sighed heavily; he was tired of being brushed off.

He was tired of being treated like the plague.

Using his shifters speed, he rushed past her and a second later, stood blocking her car door. A startled Dani stumbled back a step with her hand over her mouth to cover her gasp. She was trying to keep him from noticing her terror but the erratic beating of her heart had already clued him in on her fear of him.

It was that and the scent of chlorine suddenly bombarding his senses.

Nick hung his head in immediate remorse. He regretted scaring her but he was tired of being brushed off. He had endured it for months, knew it was part of his penitence but his patience was wearing thin. He didn't know how much longer he could go on like this nor did he want to find out.

He took a couple of deep breaths then raised his head to look at her with his hands out of his pockets, open, palm out in front of him to show her that he meant her no harm. Dani's heartbeat slowed down but the wary look did not leave her eyes nor did her body relax.

"I'm late Nick, I have to go."

"Please tell me where she is," Nick pleaded, his voice sounding hoarse and thick.

Dani looked at him for a second, with what he thought was pity in her eyes, and shook her head. It happened so fast that it left Nick thinking that he'd only imagined it. That his mind was playing tricks on him. Making him think he saw the things he wanted to see.