Filthy rich werewolves by Taylor Caine novel Chapter 59

I ignore that loaded comment.

I stick to what’s likely to move my father. My older sister was his favorite. ”Dad, you must really miss Jennifer too," I say. “My sister—your daughter—is dead. Say what you want, but that is not forgivable. Grace deserves what she gets.”

"All right, don't speak of that woman," father replies.”It’s bad enough we have to come here and grovel now—“

There is the creak of a stair and we both go silent. I count the individual steps as Jason descends.

"Did you come to see me for something?" Jason asks calmly as his gaze sweeps across us.

Dad bows his head respectfully. “Alpha Reed.”

I drop into a curtsy. “Alpha.”

It kills me to have to play this game. After revoking our dinner invitation at the club and then canceling all the engagement ads, Jason Reed has humiliated two times too many!

As Jason's cold eyes take me in, I fight the urge to squirm. He’s very powerful. I remember that from the times I hung out with him and my sister.

It made me edgy.

Jennifer never minded. Jennifer had been so in love with him. I can still recall her coming into my room in the middle of the night to gossip. A dreamy expression on her face. "I once thought that I could never get a man like Jason in this life. He's too cold, too logical, and even if you hug him, it's as if you can't feel any of his warmth. We can be together in a room, and he’s still a hundred miles away. He’s just like exquisite and beautiful porcelain. You can see his surface but you can never see what's beneath."

"Yes." I thought so too.

And it’s that description that’s at the forefront of my mind now.

I don’t know what Jason is thinking. I’m not sure anyone really does. He’s glacial.

In hindsight, my sister’s choice of a husband may not have been the best one. Oh, for political and financial reasons, Jennifer couldn’t have done better, but there’s something too detached about Jason.

Something cold and callous.

Maybe even cruel.

It’s why I had never tried to make a go of things with Jason, neither before nor after the accident. Even though Jason was very good-looking and the most powerful Alpha in the region, capable of doing anything within the city, the man was too scary and too cold. Sean was an alpha and far more simple to read. He’s even easier to control.

My sister may have been head-over-heels in love with Jason and had finally gotten his consent to marry, but I doubted the feeling was reciprocal. I don’t think Jason ever really loved Jennifer.

And the thought saddens me.

Not because Jennifer wasn’t wonderful in every way.

But because this man is incapable of love.

At my sister's funeral, Jason did not shed a single tear.