Aurélie POV
I am yanked there’s no gentler way to describe it out of my office and straight into the front courtyard of the Alpha House.
Of course he has to be the last one out of the car.
The red sports car suits him far too well. He loves that thing. Cares for it. Polishes it like it actually matters. I find myself wanting to drive it straight into a brick wall just to spite him, just to make him feel even a fraction of what I’ve lived with. I don’t think Damien has ever truly cared about another living soul, so the car would be my best target.
The moment he steps away from it, Dominique releases my hand and bolts.
Delphine stays tucked close to my leg, her small fingers still curled tightly around Roland’s hand. Poor Roland.
“Alpha Damien!” Dominique shouts as he collides straight
