LOGINRhiannon’s POV~ The car began moving. The city lights slid past the window like streaks of gold and white. But I wasn't seeing any of it. I was staring at my hands. At my fingers. At the way they were shaking. Kieran's hand was still on my thigh. His thumb was rubbing slow circles against my ski
Rhiannon’s POV~ "No." Kieran's voice boomed. "This is pack territory. You manage it. Under my authority." He paused. Let the words land. Let them sink in. Let everyone in that room feel the weight of what he just said. "You're still here as Alpha of a one tied Pack because I let you, Marcus." The
Rhiannon’s POV~ Kieran's voice cut through the noise. "Interesting." One word. That's all he said. But the room went dead silent. Every mouth closed. Every whisper stopped. Every eye locked on him. I stood there. Dripping. Wine running down my face, down my neck, soaking into the dress he'd giv
Rhiannon’s POV~ "I'm so sorry! I didn't—I don't know how—" Emilia's voice cracked. Like a teenager who just broke her mother's vase. Her hands were shaking. I stood there, dripping. Red wine was running down my face, down my neck, soaking into the black dress Kieran had gotten me. And Emilia
Rhiannon’s POV~ His fingers were digging into my arms. I stumbled. My heels caught on the hallway, on that stupid red carpet they'd laid down for the gala, and my ankle twisted. Pain shot up my leg. I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from crying out. Marcus didn't slow down. He pulled me for
Kieran’s POV~ His voice was right outside the door. Close. Too close. Rhiannon froze. Her hands stopped mid-scrub. The water was still running. God. Her eyes. They weren't just scared. They were beyond scared. She looked at me like I was the only thing between her and the door. I didn't th







