SOPHIA’S POV
It was already late when the knock came at my door. It wasn’t a soft knock. It was firm and….expecting.
My body tensed before my mind caught up.
Even before I opened it, my senses picked up familiar scents – Damien and Ashely. Even from over here, I could tell that Ashley’s wolf was agitated.
I opened the door.
“George insisted,” Damien said immediately, like he didn’t want me to get the wrong idea or something. “He wants us together tonight. Just to keep the peace.”
Ashley didn’t look at me. Her jaw was tight. Her eyes were already hard.
I stepped aside because arguing in the hallway would only draw attention, and because a part of me was still trained to make space for them. Ashley was still my daughter. And no matter what went wrong between me and Dam
