175. Nonsense
Cheyenne’s POV My mind is racing as I think of all the various scenarios that could await me. My children are my priority, and I’m willing to sacrifice myself to save them, but my hope is that I don’t have to. “Thinking about them?” I ignore Alpha Ivan and close my eyes because I refuse to show any more weakness than I already have. “I admire your mother for everything she’s done to protect you, and I admire you for what you're doing now.” “Then give me my children and let me go.” “I can’t do that,” he replies. “A deal was made. A fee was paid, yet here you are, my almost daughter.” “Almost daughter?” “Your mother was promised to me.” “Shouldn’t you be taking that up with her?” “No need. The contract we signed has provisions for cold feet on both sides. There’s you, and your sweet
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