Alpha’s Blood Mate
That was how unhinged she was.
“Well, shit,” I exhaled. “There goes that plan. The only person she might have cared about is being used like a test subject. She can’t love him. No one could and still do what she’s done to him. If she doesn’t care about her own son, then she doesn’t care about anyone. She’s a sociopath, plain and simple.”
The room seemed to grow colder as we all silently accepted it. We had nothing to use against Viola—no loved ones, nothing at all. I said as much, but Sinthy kept pacing, deep in thought.