Their Secret Obsession by Pippa Moon

Chapter 27: Good Cop, Bad Cop.

Kane POV

I knew this reaction was a possibility when I decided to take matters into my own hands and force my father’s hand. Did it feel good that I had gotten her drunk and convinced her being out mate was a good idea? Well, it didn’t feel amazing! But it felt a hell of a lot better than watching her father and mine force her to marry that jumped–up prick! So there was that.

I knew I had played d*rty and should have trusted that she would make the right decision and choose Knox or I over that slimeball. But simply put, I didn’t trust him

not to beat me to it and force her hand.

Like I had!

Did that make me as bad as Mike?

Sighing, feeling her frustrations through the link, I ran a hand through my hair and looked over at the closed bathroom door Knox had disappeared into. Licking my dry l*ps, I pulled the bedroom door open, clinging to the towel wrapped around my waist. I headed one door down to the spare room Knox, and I used to use for gaming. I pushed it open, expecting to see Charlotte standing there, arms crossed

in a mood.

But I found nothing but the bed I had arranged to be brought in along with a dressing table and wardrobe, admittedly, it didn’t have any of her personal effects in yet, but I had made an effort to make sure she had her own space. Somewhere safe! Tucked between my room and Knox’s where she should be!

“Where are you?” I asked Charlotte through our link, closing my eyes and feeling her anger ripple down the bond.

“Go fuck yourself!” She snapped, kicking me out the link, a smirk played at the corner of my l*ps. Fine, if this is the game she wants to play, I will play it! Knox can be the good cop she has painted him as, and I will be the bad cop! But ultimately, I

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Chapter 27. Good Cop, Bad Cop.

the one to keep

I asked my sister through our

how are you finding mated life? I am sorry I haven’t been around to celebrate with you…” My sister sassed back, making me groan audibly as I slammed the bedroom door to

the doorway, clutching moor open to the sounds of squeals and gasps,

how

over to the door, her hand outstretched to my chest as if that would push me back

Kane.” Connie simpered with a flirtatious smile that made me want

vomit.

arching a brow. Daring her to

mate.

my eyes falling on the slutty dress she had on that

picture to your new pack.” I added. “You want them to respect you! Not wondering if you work at the same strip club with…it!” I snarled, my eyes remaining on Lilly’s, not wanting to give Connie the satisfaction of my

you are mated!” Lilly screeched, her eyes falling on my n*ked torso and up to my mate’s mark, the mark

the room and clossing

me as she pointed a pérfectly manicured

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with a shake of her head, wanting to protect Charlotte from my reputation, no doubt, something I appreciated but it wasn’t

a good girl, Kane. She won’t be interested in your bullshit!”

I snapped, taking in a deep breath. I smelt my mate, and feeling her nerves, I smiled darkly. “You can either come out, Charlotte, or I

me. Sometimes I forget she wasn’t the same snot–nosed brat I had left but a fully grown woman

fight me on it. But realisation seemed to dawn

to Lilly’s closet open to find my mate, ignoring me as she rummaged through Lilly’s designer

you to go to your room and get

we don’t always get the message.” She shrugged, pulling out a green dress bag with her name printed on it. No doubt the gown she had been speaking about earlier. Was she really going to deny

hear the hurt in