Their Secret Obsession by Pippa Moon

Chapter 0256

Lottie POV

As I slowly approached, my eyes scanned Knox's features, searching for any hint that he might wrestle some control back from Havoc, who evidently had taken over. There was nothing; the wild, untamed look in his eyes told me that Havoc was firmly in charge. "And the red is a dead give away too." Sage sassed like now was the bloody time.

But despite Sage's less than helpful chatter, I knew that Knox wasn't returning and Havoc wasn't relinquishing control any time soon. But I relaxed somewhat because I had managed to calm him once before at the ball when the twins presented me as their mate; the memory burning the back of my brain giving me a flicker of hope that I could reach him again.

Extending my hand towards him as he lay on the floor, still bloodied and battered, I watched the bruises on his skin begin to heal slowly. Despite everything, I felt a wave of relief, knowing that at least his wolf was trying to mend the damage done to Knox's body. "What, is Kitty not good enough now?" I teased, trying to get his attention as he ignored my extended hand, his eyes scanning the room frantically, no doubt assessing the potential threats around him.

"We... he is worried about US," Sage remarked with a scoff, her mood evidently souring. She watched Havoc through my eyes with a mix of upset and betrayal, her presence tense.

"Let's try to keep things calm for now, for all our sakes." With a sigh, I whispered to her like one might a child who needed lulling. I could sense Sage's distress and the turmoil behind her anger, and it was crucial to maintain peace and not let emotions win. "I will if he will cut out the BS." she muttered aggressively.

balance as I reached out for my brother's support. A terrifying growl ripped

sizing up Liam with caution. Havoc lay sprawled on the floor, his movements sluggish and his speech slurred. I

knew perfectly well who Liam, Adam, and Chase were there was no need for the

voice echoing in my head like wildfire. "He is hammered." The realisation hit me suddenly; the strong scent of alcohol that wafted from Havoc wasn't just from any drink-it must have been that notorious brew that Alpha Leigh

us reacted with a mixture of gasps and winces, their bodies tensing as they watched the unfolding

wanted to believe that beneath the alcohol-induced aggression, the Havoc I knew and loved was still there, that despite his current state, he wouldn't harm me, but as his growl got louder,

voice sharp enough to slice through the tense atmosphere. Even if it was a crock of shit, Liam was scared.. I could

helpful," I

twisting on the floor as he tried to get closer to me. I shot Liam a warning glare before

shed in front of the man who was causing them

into my skin. The floor was coated with a grimy, sticky residue that clung to everything it touched. Each movement sent a

support me, his touch inadvertently caused a piece of glass to embed further into my leg. I couldn't hold back a cry of pain, and Havoc, misunderstanding, growled menacingly at Liam, thinking he was