CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
CATHERINE’S POV
I was packing my luggage to go back to Chicago; Burke and I hadn’t spoken since our last kiss; there was a lot to talk about, but we decided to keep mute about it.
Burke’s men went to check how my kids were doing, but he came back with good news, saying that they were alright, at least that was what Jaxon told them, but my mother’s instinct was telling me something was not right.
“You know I’ll miss you,” Susan said as she hugged me so tightly that I almost forgot how to breathe.
“I’m not dying, Susan, but I might die if you keep on hugging me like that,” I said, and she released me from her tight hug. Her eyes were teary.
“Don’t cry, I might come back one of these days to see you,” I said, and she looked at me weirdly, like I was lying.
“No, I’m serious,” I assured her, and she resumed hugging me again.
I never want to come back to this pack again, but Susan, I will; she has been of great help to me.
We were done packing my Luggage. Susan took them downstairs, and I followed behind her; the strange thing was that I came to this pack with nothing, and now I am leaving with a lot of things.
We got to the exit door, and Ava came to my front, looking at me angrily.
“This was the only thing you had to do, but No, you waited till Harley struck and got banished. Hope you are happy now, you won,” Ava said rudely before leaving my front.
I was too shocked to speak; I wondered why Ava was still defending Harley even after seeing how wicked she was; Ava loved too hard; that was why Harley could use her and might still be able to use her.
All the domestic staff hated me because of Harley’s banishments; they always looked at me with disgust. They all loved Harley and would do anything for her, and I don’t know what Harley did for them that they loved her dearly.
I always ignored their stares; my joy was that Harley got her punishment before I left the pack.
“Where’s Burke?” I asked Susan when we were already outside, standing in front of the car that was supposed to take me to the train, which would take me back to Chicago.
I just wanted to see Burke’s face again before I left.
“He is the one taking you to the train,” Susan said and my heart stopped beating for a minute.
I wanted to see Burke again, But him taking me to the train was something else.
I opened the door of the car and sat on the seat opposite the driver’s seat.
“Hi,” Burke said, looking at me, I couldn’t bring myself to look at him so I simply muttered;
“Hi,”
The domestic staff filled the boot of the car with my luggage and when they were done, Burke geared the car back to life and zoomed off.
Half of the ride was a silent one, and uncomfortable silence to be precise.
I stole a glance at Burke from the corners of my eyes; he noticed because he was stealing glances at me, too.
“I’ll miss you,” He said, breaking the silence.
“I’ll miss you too,” I admitted, although he didn’t believe that, so I needed to sound more convincing.
“I will miss how you talk, smile, laugh, the way you kiss me, I will miss sex with you,” I admitted, and I could see Burke’s cheek turn red; he was fucking blushing at my words.
“We had sex once, which was seven years ago,” he said, chuckling as he took a U-turn.
“I know, believe it or not, I still think about that day,” I said, and Burke removed his left hand from the car wheel and placed it on my exposed lap.
I was wearing a short black dress, which made all my laps exposed; his hands were a few inches away from my panties.
“Me too,” He said in a whisper as he drew imaginary circles on my lap, making my hormones run wide.
I bit the bottom of my lips as his hands traveled further.
“Burke,” I moaned when his hand touched the fabric of my panties, and then his hand stopped moving; I looked at him with a question in my eyes.
“We are at the park; go now before I change my mind and drive you back to my mansion, lock you up, and forcefully get married to you,” He threatened, removing his hands from my lap, making me feel empty again.
I kissed Burke on his lips before leaving the car with my luggage in my right hand. I entered the train without looking back, and I could still feel Burke’s eyes on me.
“How would I explain to Jaxon all that happened in the pack and how cheated on him countless times?” I asked myself as the train started moving.
I felt someone tapping me continuously, and I opened my eyes, only to see we were in Chicago.
“Shit, I slept off,” I told the train attendant, and she nodded her head in response.
I looked around and the train was almost empty, so I got down from the train and took a cab home.
“You look excited and nervous. Hope you are good, mam,” The cab driver asked, and I nodded in response.
“I have been away for a good long; I’m just excited to see my kids and husband-to-be,” I said, smiling, and the cab driver gave me a smile in return.
The drive from Chicago’s pack to my house was nothing less than thirty minutes.
“Thank you,” I thanked the Cab driver, as I paid for his services.
I took my luggage and walked to my entrance door only to find it opened and a red skillet heels at the doorstep.
“We have a visitor,” I said in the form of a question.
I opened the door and couldn’t find my children anywhere; rather, I was hearing moans from my bedroom.
“Harderrr,” the lady yelled, and I could hear Jaxon’s moaning alongside her.
“I hope it’s not what I’m thinking,” I said to myself, walking towards my bedroom, which was slightly opened down.
My mouth dropped when I saw Sereca naked on all fours on the bed, with Jaxon behind her going in and out of her.
Sereca is fucking my husband-to-be.