"Waylon," Jayce began, his voice breaking the tense silence as I shot daggers at the men gathered around us, struggling to rein in my fury. "I recognize your anger for your daughter, and I genuinely regret the pain I've caused her, but"
"I don't give a damn about the girl!" He erupted, making my fists clench in outrage. "What I care about is the humiliation. My child has crossed over. Do you even realize what the other Alphas are whispering about me?"
I never thought I'd feel sorry for Alina, her father was a bastard. He didn't care she was hurt, he cared about status. My father had his faults, and sometimes used me as a bargaining chip, but at least he loved me.
''They're not saying anything worth listening to, if they're saying anything at all,'' Kay told him dismissively ''Elara is J
