Damon:I stood in the hallway long after Lysandra's heels had clicked out of earshot. My hands were still clenched into fists, the tendons taut beneath my skin, but it wasn’t her departure that had my blood simmering.It wasn’t the woman who suddenly changed her mind about leaving to simply prove a
“Doesn’t matter,” I said, shaking off the thought. “What matters is that you stay in line. You have a place here, and I suggest you remember it. And if you think that I am going to ignore every stunt that you try to play, then you are going to be in for a bigger surprise than you’re going to want to
Sienna:The soft creak of the infirmary door pulled my attention away from the glass window overlooking the incubation room. I had my arm wrapped around myself, knowing that she, my little girl, was supposed to be in my arms rather within the enclosed room that she was in.Evelyn stepped inside, her
“Okay,” I whispered, my voice small. “I’ll go.”Evelyn squeezed my shoulder gently. “Good. I’ll have one of the maids prepare some fresh linens. You’ll have privacy, and if you need anything, just ask. You needn’t worry, I am going to be here, and by your side to help teach you. I was a first time m
Damon:The packhouse was quieter than usual, the weight of unspoken words thick in the air. I moved through the halls, my mind preoccupied with the responsibilities I had to handle, yet no matter how much I tried to focus, my thoughts kept drifting back to her.Everything about her presence angered
Sienna:The room felt foreign yet familiar at the same time. The scent of freshly cleaned linens filled the air, mingling with the faint traces of lavender that Evelyn must have arranged for me.Her kindness to me was one that I was never going to forget. It was at the moment where I felt the smalle
Damon:The room was quieter than I expected. No tension. No bitterness. Just the soft, rhythmic sound of Isla’s breathing and the occasional rustle of fabric as Sienna shifted slightly, adjusting her hold on our daughter.I would have expected the nurses to come back, but I was surprised when neithe
Sienna:The halls of the packhouse were eerily silent. Each step I took echoed softly against the polished floors, reminding me that for the first time in weeks, I was outside my room, moving on my own.And though I knew that deep down, a feeding told me that I shouldn't be roaming around as easily
Giovanni:The silence in my office was never just silence.It was a weapon. A weight. A promise.The last thing that I would have expected was to send men following her, the one woman that I expected to never betray me. But if her mother had done so, why was I surprised when she did?I took a whiff
“Whatever you have to say, spill it out.”“I need your help.”That froze her.For just a second, the steel in her spine wavered. “What did you say?”“I said I need your help.”She stared at me, unsure if this was another game, another manipulation. Her jaw clenched.“You have a funny way of asking f
Delilah:The walls of the office were too white.Too clean. Too polished.And no matter how hard I wanted to deny it, no matter how much I was despising being here, I knew that I needed to be.I needed help, and I knew that they were the only people who would be willing to help with something like t
Sienna:I told myself I was just taking a walk.I told myself that I just needed a break, that I was going to be all right, that this was just a moment of weakness where I needed to find myself.I took a deep breath as I walked down the western corridor, where the windows were tall and the sunlight
I laughed, stepping closer. “You’re getting attached. That’s dangerous.”“She’s my sister,” Delilah hissed. “And I'm going to start acting like it. Or is it because you deprived the two of us from being together, from growing up by one another side that you are furious that I'm actually taking the c
Giovanni:The door creaked open, the scent of ash and leather wafting into the grand marble foyer like a warning. I stepped inside, boots echoing with cold authority across the polished floor. Silence wrapped around the place like a shroud.Everything seemed calm, far too delicate in a way that I di
Damon:She didn’t say anything at first.Not since we left the office. Not since the two of us were inside the car.We sat in the car with the silence between us stretched thin, tight like a wire pulled to its breaking point. I didn’t push her. I didn’t reach for her. I let her sit in it, breathe th
Sienna:The second the office door clicked after we walked inside, after Giovanni left, I felt something inside me break. I felt like the whole world under me crumbled, and like I was smaller than I ever was.I didn’t care that Damon was there. I didn’t care that we were still at work, or that the w
Damon:“We are going to need to run through these before the meeting. You know that we don’t want to be behind on anything.” Sienna said, and I hummed in response before taking her hand in mine, gently kissing her knuckle.“You don’t need to worry too much. I already have everything ready and covere