"This has nothing to do with you."
"But Eleanor is my sister. That means it has everything to do with me."
"Biological?"
"So what if she's not?" Winter's face darkened. "My mom's taking Eleanor in as her goddaughter. That makes her my sister. If you're planning to toy with her, you'd better think twice or I swear I'll end you."
Ethan gave Winter a slow once-over, his eyes sharp with displeasure.
He hated it when other men showed too much interest in Eleanor, even when it wasn't romantic.
Still, deep down he knew—Eleanor needed people around her, people who cared, to help patch up the mess her past left behind.
Besides, there was something else bugging him.
Years ago, the only daughter of the Obsidianfang Pack had gone missing and was later found dead. But that was
