“When you found out you were pregnant,” he clarified, his voice low. “What was your plan? You were already away from the pack for a while, but I am curious about what you aimed to do.”I swallowed, gripping my arms tightly. “I didn’t have one. I didn’t think of a plan.”Damon scoffed. “Of course, yo
Damon:My mother had warned me.“She is still too weak, Damon. She is not going to be able to stand on her feet. She needs a break.” She said, giving me her warning as she crossed her arms over her chest, but I refused to listen.She had insisted that Sienna still needed more time, that her body was
Sienna:His words stuck with me.They played in my head on repeat, as if telling me that this was something that was never going to change, that it was something that he wanted to be the way that it was. That he did not want it happening again.We grew up.I knew that. I wasn’t naïve. I wasn’t cling
Damon:I pushed Sienna harder than I should have.But she did not complain of anything. She was willing to embrace it. It was as if this was something that she wanted to go with.Every morning, I made sure she was outside, training with me. It started slow, simple movements, light sparring, basic ex
Sienna:I noticed it immediately.And no matter how hard I tried to ignore it, pretend that it did not exist, pretend that it was only in my head, I couldn’t.Damon was hovering. And he was being too obvious about it, annoying, and even rude.At first, I thought it was just coincidence. That he was
Damon:The sting of her slap lingered longer than it should have.It lingered longer than I would have wanted it to.Not just on my skin.But somewhere deeper.It was something that I could not describe the feeling that I had. It was an anger that I did not like. It was a piece of rage that I found
Sienna:The garden was one of the few places in the pack house that still felt safe.It was the one place where I wanted to be alone, away from Damon, who I knew was seeing me as nothing more than some kind of fool. I knew that everyone around was making sure to make me feel bad about my decision. I
Lysandra:I sat rigidly in the oversized leather chair, my nails digging into the armrests as Father paced in front of me. The heavy scent of cigars and expensive whiskey filled the study, a scent I had grown up associating with power, with control.But tonight, all I could feel was tension.Disappo
Delilah:The sound of the gunshot rang louder than it should have.It made my heart drop to my stomach and for a few moments I felt like everything around me just seemed to explode.One second I was stepping outside the building, I was walking out believing that maybe we had hope, maybe this was jus
Damon:I didn't expect to see her walk through the door.Even when I called her sounds, considering the fact that Sienna did not come and report to me, I expected it to be a mistake. I expected that something else was going on, that maybe she was just roaming around.But when I saw her walking throu
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