SAMANTHA POV "The pictures are absolutely beautiful, Sam. I can't believe I still haven't met her, and she is over a month old. I do have a vacation week coming up, and I plan on spending the entire week there. Ever since I let Adam go, I have had to fill that position myself. I was hoping to be retired by now, but maybe in a few more years. Anyway, I can't just get up and leave like I used to, or I would have already taken a trip up there. Don't think I am a terrible grandfather. I promise it's just because of work, not because I don't care," Andrew says, and I laugh. "Stop stressing, Andrew. I don't think that at all. I know the company is demanding, especially during this season. On a little note, I have some exciting news. I have started looking at some blueprints for homes. Daniel and I plan on getting married soon, so we will be combining our land. We are going to build a big house in the middle for us and our ranch hands to share," I say excitedly, and he pauses. "Ran

ADAM POV Rated R violence (skip if needed) "Mr. Polk, did you hear anything I just said? Ms. Layne's attorney is requesting we consider mediation instead of going to court. They are offering to take child support off the table if you agree," my attorney says, getting snappy with me. I ignore his attitude. I dislike dealing with him. My mother hired him. She loves him and brags that he is the best in town. I can't stand him. He is like a male version of her. I reread the paternity test for what seems like the hundredth, and he sighs out in annoyance. Angelica Renae Polk-Layne 99.9% match to Adam Curtis Polk. My mother was wrong. So wrong about Angelica not being mine. Of course, she was wrong. Samantha would have never slept around. Especially not with my father. What was I thinking? I listened to that snake for so long, and for what? So I could climb the social hierarchy? I never wanted that. I want something real. I wanted to love someone and have them love me back. I'm

DANIEL POV "Sam," I call as I open the door to our little oasis. I focus on trying to keep my voice down just in case Angelica is sleeping, but that thought immediately leaves my mind as my eyes spot at least a dozen lit candles scattered around our room. Rose petals are all over the bed, and the room is heavy with Sam's aroused scent. "Sam," I growl loudly as the door slams behind me. Just seeing what she has done to our room has me completely forgetting the conversation I just had with my brother. Pair that with the scent of her arousal...my dick is trying to break the zipper on my jeans. "Yes," Sam calls coyly from the restroom, and I growl again. My muscles are tight and ready to spring. I want to lavish her. I have waited patiently for so long, but now my wolf and I have reached our breaking point. "Come out," I growl, moving towards the door like a predator. "Nope...(laughs)... Sit down on the bed. I want you in your boxers," Sam orders after laugh

ADAM POV RATED R (TRIGGER WARNING) My head screams as I pull at my hair with my left hand. I groan out in frustration before slamming my other hand against the steering wheel. I have driven past my parent's house countless times since dad called me a few days ago, but I still can't think of a solution. Ever since he called, I have been unable to sleep or eat. I haven't been back to work, and I didn't answer when they called my phone. I can't calm myself down. I had no idea dad would care about her not responding to her attorney. I thought he would be happy she was leaving him alone. Now I have to worry about him filing a missing person's report. But I can't get rid of him. He isn't like mom. He works. People expect to see him every day of the week. If he goes missing people will notice, and then they will try to find Margaret. I've dug myself a hole that I don't think I can get out of. I'm going to have to act fast...maybe after I get Sam to accept my apology, we can cross

SAMANTHA POV My head hurts. Why does my head hurt? "Ugh," I groan as I try to reach for my aching head. But I can't move my hands. They are stuck in front of me. Not stuck, more like pinned. I groan again as I force my eyes open. My eyelids struggle to stay open the first few times I try due to the bright light a few feet away from me, but when they finally do stay open, I gasp. I immediately realize as soon as my eyes can focus that I am no longer home. I am in some kind of hotel room. And it's not just me in the room. Adam is here...holding Angelica, and on a bed in front of me is a very naked and bloody-looking Kelly. "Adam," I whisper, and he looks up from our happy daughter to smile at me. "Sam, you finally woke back up. I was worried about you, baby. I thought I went overboard on the knocking out process," Adam says, turning to lay Angelica down on the empty hotel bed next to him. "Knocking out process," I whisper, and Adam grins. "Well yeah...I could te