A part of me felt bringing her home was the best decision I could make for her.
Here was her home. This is where she belonged and not some place where she was mated to four teenage boys.
The mere thought of it alone upset my stomach.
The moment my daughter stepped through the doors of the pack house, the air felt tense.
I felt it before I even saw her face.
I knew she didn't want to be with me. A part of me felt that she was going to be happy. That she was going to shake off the feelings the moment the car drove out of Mystic Falls.
But I guess she didn't feel the way I thought she was going to feel.
Sienna walked in first. Her shoulders were stiff and her head was lowered.
I could smell the restlessness of her wolf. Like she hated being back at home. But I knew this had nothi
