Fight against fate
Troy’s POV
I needed Daphne to know how serious I was about everything I said last night. My choice was her over Cassie, over the mate bond, over fate’s cruel games.
This morning, my mind was buzzing with ideas for a romantic getaway, somewhere far from this city’s chaos. A quiet town, maybe by a river or nestled in the mountains, where we could hunt bear, fish, or just lose ourselves in each other. I pictured her laugh, her red hair catching the sunlight, and her worries about the trial fading.
But that would come after the court case was done, when Cain’s lies were buried, and she was free. For now, I needed something closer, something to show her she was my world.
I leaned back in my office chair, the penthouse’s built-in study, the city’s skyline glinting throu
