Irina walked out of the room, not paying any attention to her followers. She'd heard her sister scold her mother and was grateful for it, but now she didn't have a choice. She had to talk about her past to these men, not just show them. Her eyes brimmed with tears as the demons in her head began to taunt her.
"Irina, wait," Devante was the first to call out to her.
"Please, my Omri," Borya implored.
Nassir loped up to her, she had moved quickly once she was out of the room with her mother. "Reena," he said as he touched her arm to make her pause. His brothers caught up immediately and they surrounded Irina.
"Irina, what was your mother talking about, a bad mate?" Devante asked calmly. "We have all seen the scars," his eyes were watching her reactions to his words. "You showed them
