Saoirse
And with that, my heart is… f**k. It’s softening.
No matter how much I want to deny it, no matter how much I’ve tried to train myself to hate him, Cain Blackthorne is slowly melting the ice I’ve carefully wrapped around myself.
But before anything more could be said—before I could even finish tracing the edges of his damn jawline with my eyes—Alpha Callum summoned him like clockwork, and just like that, he was gone. No kiss. No goodbye. Just a promise in his eyes that I wasn’t ready to admit I believed in.
And now, here I am. Sitting in front of the one girl I swore I would never trust again.
Jennie.
The scent of lavender tea fills the silence between us like it’s trying to play mediator, but the tension is screaming. We’re sitting across from each other in this dainty-ass pa
