Dionne
“I want to introduce you all to someone very important to me… my daughter, Dionne.”
"His daughter?" Those words kept playing over and over again in my ears as I noticed everyone taking a seat and joined them.
Hearing him call me that sent a jolt through me as those words felt both foreign and unsettling, stirring memories I’d have loved to bury. I wanted to believe them as alpha Marcus had been kind to me ever since we moved into his house but a part of me just couldn't, feeling wary and distrustful, remembering the real pain my father had caused.
I managed to settle down, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath as I vaguely remembered him welcoming someone he called Brooklyn, who, if I recalled correctly, was the mother of the quadruplets. From what I could recall, Brooklyn l
