Rhys couldn't believe his eyes.
"Surprise." Jessie grinned at him and briefly glanced at the hanging man with pride all over her face. "I got you Richard Pratt. Impressed?"
Rhys slowly shook his head.
"I know. And you would never have guessed. I’m good, am I not?"
"You’re a―"
"Blood Stone pack, before it got wiped out from the face of the earth by our common enemies" ―she smiled and sauntered towards a chair in a corner― “the River Bed pack and the Blue Blood pack.”
“This can’t be happening…” Rhys' voice trailed off.
Jessie grabbed a long square neck dress with an open back. “Oh, it is happening, my love,” she softly said as she put the white dress on.
Rhys smiled and shook his head. “I should have known that you have other motives when you came up to me and f****d me in my car t
