All Chapters of His Secret Second: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

(Jenna POV) To my surprise, I had a genuinely great time at dinner. Andrew’s mate, Bryant, was really sweet.He was much more serious and reserved than Andrew, but they were clearly smitten with each other already, and I loved seeing my friend find happiness that looked so effortless.During dinner, Mr. McMahon peppered all of us with questions. As a human, he didn’t understand our world very well, despite having done business with werewolves for years, and he was VERY curious.“So you just… know?” he asked at one point, looking between Andrew and Bryant. “Like, instantly? That’s it? No dating? No awkward first dinners? No figuring out if the other person chews too loud?”I laughed as I thought back to when Danny and I first met.“Werewolves still have some of that,” I said. “The awkward first dinners and conversations. Figuring out what the other person likes and doesn’t like. But you do it knowing that, in the end, it’s going to work.”Or at least that it’s supposed to work, I a

(Jenna POV)Do you know what’s worse than having a guilty client?Having an innocent one.And what’s even worse than that?Having an innocent client that won’t let you prove his innocence. The entire Alex McMahon situation was an f&&king disaster. So much so, that it should have been the only thing on my mind. But of course, it wasn’t.After I got over the initial shock …and got over some of my embarrassment for being called out by Mr. McMahon… I spent hours, days, and weeks going through everything all over again. I studied documents; I re-read transcripts; I looked through published cases with similar issues.I was convinced that there had to be a solution. That I might be able to find evidence that the twins had lied or drugged others. Or that they had committed other crimes.Even if I couldn’t use the truth, I needed something …anything… to put pressure on Mitchell to back off. Unfortunately, I kept coming up empty.Well, almost.There was still one option. One I hadn’t

(Jenna POV)The lunch continued quietly.But then my mother decided to make it uncomfortable again, in the way only she knew how.“Kyle is also an oncologist,” my mother announced proudly. “Oncologist?” I asked, even more curious now. Looks were clearly deceiving; I never would have pegged Kyle as a doctor.“That means he is a doctor who treats cancer,” she explained, with a look and tone suggesting my limited education made it difficult for me to understand big words.I bit the side of my lip to prevent myself from saying something I shouldn’t.“Kyle’s mother and I grew up together,” she continued. “After Kyle’s little …incident… with his old pack, he went to the human world, which is where he has been working for a number of years.”“Danny has been trying, but he hasn’t been able to get Dr. Patel to come back, and we really need a specialist overseeing Beth’s care,” Charlotte explained, taking over the story. “But then Denise brought up what happened to Mandy.”What happened to M

(Jenna POV)I don’t know how long I cried while holding onto Nick.I just know that it was for a long time. Long enough for the shaking to stop, and long enough for the pain in my chest to dull.And when I started to realize that I didn’t want to let go of Nick, I did.I had to.Because I wasn’t that person.I wiped my tears with my sleeve, and I took a couple of steps back.“I’m sorry,” I said softly. “I’m usually stronger than that.”Nick took a step forward. He didn’t seem to care that there were others in the room with us. He gently tilted my chin up so that I was forced to look at him.“Who said tears make you weak?”The sincerity in his eyes almost made the waterworks start all over again.But I couldn’t break for a second time.Not like this.I stepped away, breaking the contact, and looked around for my purse. Once I found it, I grabbed it and hurried toward the door.I was almost through it when I heard Nick’s voice behind me.“Jenna.”I paused, but I didn’t turn around.

(Jenna POV)When I left Ashley’s suite the night I fought with Danny, I had only one question:Was I ready to reject Danny?Unfortunately, I had multiple answers:No. Yes. Maybe. Truthfully, I just didn’t know.But what I did know for sure? The status quo wasn’t working, and it hadn’t been working for a very long time.If crying in Nick’s arms hadn’t proven that to me, the fact that Willow hadn’t protested our closeness with him had.She was checking out.Much faster than I was.****Over the next few weeks, I spent every free minute researching ways to break the alpha order. I needed to be free of the order before I rejected Danny, because the last thing that I wanted to do was take that step and then have to face him regularly.During those weeks, Danny texted me occasionally, and I would send him polite responses. However, I refused to talk about our relationship or anything important. I also refused to get together.There was only one thing that Danny could say or do that wo