The words tasted like ash in my mouth, but they were true. They had to be.Zane’s reflection looked like I’d just stabbed him in the chest. Again. Goddess, I was so tired of hurting the people I cared about.“I’m sorry,” I whispered, turning to face him. “I know that’s not what you wanted to hear.”
BiancaToday was the day. Isaac was coming to meet Callum.Our son.The words still felt like some kind of distant dream, or perhaps a nightmare, even after everything that had happened recently. Five years of keeping them apart, five years of telling myself I was protecting Callum from a monster—an
Isaac held the bottle up and stared at it for a long moment, confused. Did Ella have a perfume that somehow mimicked her natural scent? Isaac had never heard of a perfume like that. But if it were the case, then why would she have it?Unbidden, Isaac’s mind flickered back to the broken perfume bottl
IsaacBianca thought Isaac had tried to have her killed. That he’d ordered his own child to be cut from her womb.He had spent five years thinking they were both dead all because she believed he was capable of such a monstrous act.All because of Ella.Just thinking that name filled Isaac with fury
“I’ll… consider it,” I choked out. Zane snapped his head toward me, but I didn’t look at him. I didn’t look at Isaac or Ethan, either. I just stared at my lap, silently wondering why I was even considering this. All the while, my wolf howled with relief.“Thank you,” Isaac whispered. “That’s all I a
Bianca“I loved you.”The words felt like a bullet slamming into my chest.Loved. He loved me.Not love. But once, he did love me. Just as I loved him.“Past tense,” I blurted out before I could stop the words. “You loved me.”Isaac’s jaw clenched. “What the fuck do you expect me to say, Bianca? Tha