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Lunch on Tuesday had been a disaster. Vince had barely been able to enjoy the expensive pasta he’d taken Serena out for to celebrate her taking down the boss. From the moment he and Serena had headed out, to the moment they’d gotten back, it had all been about the Wulfric brothers and not him.
Sam was doing this, Gabe was doing that. And when she talked about Gabe, the stars in her eyes had Vince seeing red. Couldn’t she see that he and not Gabe was the reason why everything was going right in her life?
She even thought her success with Nancy was all on her own, and not the result of his spending hours the day before seeding Nancy with fears that Serena might go to the council and destroy Nancy’s career.
He’d sent Serena the roses, spending money he should have been saving to fix up his hideaway, and she’d thought they were from Sam. What a waste. He’d tried and tried, but the shifters took credit for everything he did. He’d even tried to approach her on the dreamscape, but she’d been locked up tight in her own little world and he’d scratched and howled at her walls in vain.
Now, as he stared into her windows in the dark, he knew it was time to get this taken care of. Time to make sure she knew who really loved her.