a For

erate, adoring light that used to shine for him was c

ard was harsh, but Geneva is a single mother. It's not easy for her. You didn't have to cause a scene

Letting her live in our wing, spending your personal wealth on her-did you ever think about how

ide will know you were here, and no one will actually think you're crazy. It was just a fe

second time, his sheer hypo

ite his so-called "guarantees," Geneva spread the ne

dn't say a single

ctual madness. They had

ding. But later in my past life, I found out they had known each other sin

en sold off to a cruel, aging rogue in a remote settl

, moving them straight into the home we had built for our mating. The al

nder a lot of stress. But you have to trust me, Ciara. Genev

ied, my voice

tears, or relentless accusations. But I gave him

ually thought the isolation had "cured" me. He tho

hat a massive storm

ifornia sun made me flinch involuntarily.

wasn't

gly sweet scent of Geneva's perfume lingered in the

re your favorite lasagna," he said, glancing at me. "

eva and Leo... they have no one else," he said, keeping his eyes on the road. "Her mate is dead.

window and closed my eyes. His voice

g cotton, Darius clenched h

e called my dream home-Darius closed the heavy oak

entle edge, replaced by the hard, comman

e of the room and slow

y word dropped like perfectly formed shar

ant a divorce. And I r