As fucking if!

Zeno

Before I have enough time to regain my senses and he can end the call for good, I scream at my father: "Attacking? What the hell do you mean by saying there's an attack on the pack and our people? Father, are you sure this is really happening? We have a damn deal!"

No, this can't be happening. And not just because it goes against everything we wrote down on the paper before we got married.

I got to know Nero; he's a man of his word. There's no way he'd attack innocent people.

Also, why should he? Since we're legally married, he has as much power over the pack as I do and vice versa over me and his pack.

No, there's no such thing as his or mine anymore; I'm making a fool of myself, everything is ours. Nero wouldn't put the new addition to his people in danger.

Everyone can keep on shouting that he's a monster, a shameless and vile man, but I know he is anything but.

My father sucks in a sharp breath. I know this action better than he thinks- it's the breath he's sucking in