Chapter Fourteen
Alpha Creed's Point Of View
I stood there.
That was the full extent of what I was capable of for several seconds. Just standing there with my eyes on her face and every coherent thought I had assembled across the last several weeks dissolving simultaneously.
Jade.
Emerald.
The same person.
The woman I had been searching for and had almost convinced myself I had fabricated in a state of exhaustion and stress was standing in my pack territory in white sneakers with blood red nails and the green eyes that had been following me around the inside of my own head for weeks, looking at me with the patient expression of someone who had expected a better reaction and was revising her expectations in real time.
"Well," she said. "This is underwhelming. After all the effort yo
