Their Secret Obsession by Pippa Moon

Knox POV

"Because it matters! Everything happens for a reason! That is how fate.. Or Destiny! Whatever, it's how that shit works. You think I want your daughter for my ends? No. She is meant to be my mate, like I am meant to be hers. Now ask yourself why! Why would a demon like me be a fit consort for her?" "You wouldn't!" Lottie barked instinctively, her voice tinged with sadness, but the unmistakable edge of defeat wasn't lost on anyone. My lips pulled into a frown, hating seeing her so hurt.

"I am not arguing with you. I am telling you simple facts. It's up to you if you believe me or not!" He laughed with a lazy shrug that infuriated me. "But what you need to believe is that I am the only one who can help you out of this sticky situation- of your own making, I may add." "Our own making?" Lottie seethed as she crouched in front of Chase. "We never asked for this!" She counted her hand pressing Chase's cheek with affection that I knew made her uncomfortable. "Didn't you?"

"NO! Chase never asked you to torture him this way." she spat, her lips tight with unrivalled hatred.

"He willingly followed you into a demonic realm with a Duke of hell. He made his choice, he knew the risks!" Astaroth continued to announce, clearly enjoying the fire he had ignited within my little mate. "That's.." I tried to say, finding speech difficult all of a sudden.

"Not true?" Astaroth laughed, his brow rising with questions as he looked at me. Curling my lips, I shook my head. I had wanted to say unfair, and he fucking knew it.

"Not the point." Lottie snapped, ignoring Astaroth and the point he was trying to make. "Alpha Leigh never asked to be attacked and killed." "Really?" Astaroth laughed. The sound truly starting to grind on me.

"NO!" Kane bellowed through bloodied mouthfuls of spit. Lottie's eyes shifted to my brother, pain etched in her beautiful blue hues.

"Try not to speak, Brother. You need your strength!" I whispered through our link, instinctively hoping for a private moment with my brother.

"Yeah, Kane. Not like you have your brother's hidden strength is it?" Astaroth mocked, side-eying us, but his attention remained on my little mate. Something that seemed to make her more uncomfortable than anything. Her hand lowered to her stomach, protectively. "Such a good mamma bear!" Astaroth ridiculed nastily, my girl's cheeks puffing with anger.

man was pushing his daughter on a male everyone knew was going to make her miserable! Why? Do you think Leigh wasn't curious? You think his Luna hadn't questioned

Lottie. "She cared

to say, her voice wavering as tears filled

doesn't mean he deserved to die? No, true!" Astaroth acknowledged, finishing the sentence that was clearly on

getting my

regret on his features while he looked at my girl. The pain of his confession evidently weighed heavily on her delicate shoulders. And I understood her pain, she adored my father, and

well with her! And nor would

to Kane. "Do you buy this?" I asked, my brother's silence speaking volumes, but I trusted my father, I trusted he wouldn't let Lottie suffer. "He had to have a plan. He had to!" I whispered to

he couldn't trust

hasn't exactly been

And what did he do about it?" Astaroth laughed, shaking his head. "Your father is weak. In

the magic that weaved through me, needing to get closer to my mate.

is that your father took a risk." Astaroth laughed bitterly. "I visited him before last night, you know. I might not have been wearing this face, but I told your father I had seen Anthony in the woods talking with a shadow, whispering. Plotting. You know what your Alpha said?" "STOP LYING!" I fumed,

help! I can't fight this swine on my own." I begged my wolf, knowing he was hovering just below the surface, but something was stopping him. Something I suspected was his

lying. Leigh said that I had imagined it!" Astaroth replied, his lips curling at my attempts

a wave of pain that ripped at my heartstrings. Never before had I wanted

plan. It isn't my fault he failed my test. What happened next was on

your decision to save