chapter 17

Dean pov.

I dislike witnessing her sadness. I understand she's my dear friend Mate, but she no longer desires him. Since learning about their situation, I've been infuriated with Williams for mistreating Sierra.

I'm not fond of the other guy, whom I don't know much about. The way he looks at Sierra bothers me.

Sierra is at home now, and I'm unwilling to let her go, regardless of who that person might be.

Observing Sierra, who sits on the bed overwhelmed with sadness, I ponder if she truly loved Williams or if she harbored resentment.

Approaching her, I sit close, wrapping my hands around her.

"Are you concerned about earlier?" I inquire, only for her to glance at me briefly before turning her gaze back to the window.

"I'm not sad, Dean. I'm just worried about what might happen. I don't want to revert to the past; I appreciate this new life, and I'm afraid everything will regress to how it was before."

Her words concern me, and I gently turn her face to meet mine.

"You don't need to wo