Curse of the Alpha: The Complete Bundle by Tasha Black

Author:Tasha Black [Black, Tasha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B00PQWJQGG
Publisher: 13th Story Press
Published: 2014-11-16T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 3

Ainsley roused herself and cleaned up the breakfast things.

If there was one thing this town was good for, it was distracting her from her purpose. She pulled her list out of her pocket and checked off #4. She had found out what was up with the visit from Brian. Of course it had only brought up a whole host of other questions, but she was going to ignore all of them, at least for now.

Was it really possible that she hadn’t killed Brian?

If she hadn’t killed him, who had?

It was too much to think about, so she forced herself to look down at the list again. The first item was cleaning out the house.

She surveyed the dining room.

It was overwhelming.

There were so many memories here. There were the dinners they’d eaten at the family table, which had belonged to her grandparents. There was the hutch that had been in her mother’s family since the Civil War. And in the corner there was the little antique desk they’d bought on vacation in Cape May when Ainsley was ten.

And that was just one room.

Thoughts of saving it all for her kids troubled Ainsley. As well as a whisper in the back of her mind that some of these pieces could be worth something.

She realized she was in danger of getting bogged down in the mentality of every client she had ever moved out of a family home. Sentiment slowed down listings, left houses too bloated with excess items to stage, and ultimately cost sellers money – all at the expense of stuff they had to get rid of in the end anyway.

The best thing to do was to rip off the bandage.

She tried not to make eye contact with the portrait of her great-grandmother as she shoved the list back in her pocket and headed into the living room to put the whole house on Neighborly.com.

Everything must go. Some antiques, some sturdy old furniture, rugs, artwork, etc. All free. Stop by today – 2-4pm only.

She hovered over the post button.

This was the right thing to do.

The instant she clicked post, the front door swung open.

Ainsley gasped and turned. Cressida stood silhouetted in the doorway. Her leggy figure reclined against the doorframe for a second before she strode across the room.

“Connor,” she barked.

“Cressida, what a pleasant surprise.” Polite breeding was so overrated. Ainsley couldn’t decide whether to slap Cressida or call the police.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Cressida asked?

“I don’t see how it’s any of your business,” Ainsley said, tucking her hair behind her ears and wondering why Cressida would be so interested in how she chose to dispose of her family’s furniture.

“Like hell, it’s none of my business. This is my pack. This is my town. And we’re gonna disappear if you don’t get your shit together.”

So, not about the furniture. Ainsley sighed.

“And what did you do to me the other night?” Cressida demanded. “What was that?”

Ainsley had been wondering about that as well.

“Look, Cressida, I’m really not sure how it works.

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