Chapter 68

Rafaela sat on the couch as Arthur continued pacing back and forth. “I can’t do this to Rebecca. She doesn’t deserve it,” he said.

“I didn’t tell you this hoping you would drop everything to be with me. But I needed to tell you. I loved you. I love you. I’ve never desired anyone in the world like I desire you.”

Arthur left the room, leaving Rafaela alone. He called Sofia, the most sensible person in his family and his confidante.

“What’s up?” Sofia answered the phone groggily.

“For God’s sake, Sofia, it’s 4:00 in the afternoon.”

“I just finished a three-day heat with an omega; I’m exhausted. I shouldn’t even be answering the phone.”

“I need you.”

“Now?”

“Yes.”

“Give me 20 minutes to get dressed; I’ll meet you at the usual place.”

The usual place was an Irish pub in London that served Brazilian beer. It was a mix of ethnicities, a real mess. When Sofia arrived, Arthur was on his third beer and second whiskey. He was sitting