~ KILLIAN ~
Shit.
I shouldn’t be thinking like this.
Shoving my negative thoughts aside, I shake my head and stride from Tess’s bedroom.
Tess finally has a real home now—with me. And I’ll make damn sure she never goes without again. I might not be filthy rich, but I’ve saved enough to give her everything she needs. She won’t have to deal with leaky roofs, peeling wallpaper, or rugs that reek of mold and decay.
Not ever again.
I stop cold when I make it to the living room.
The place looks like a crime scene.
A couch cushion lies ripped open, its yellowing foam spilling across the floor. Dried and fresh blood is a smeared streak across the carpet, a cruel reminder of what had happened here earlier. The metallic tang of it still lingers in the air, and my wolf stirs, low and restl
