DAMIEN’S POV
I walked out into the school parking lot with Ashley in my arms. The lot was almost empty.
Ashley had stopped crying, but her breath still hitched now and then. Little leftover sobs shook her chest. Her face stayed pressed into my shoulder, and I could feel her tears on my shirt.
My wolf growled. He hated seeing his pup sad.
Behind us, somewhere inside the building, Sophia was probably still standing there. I forced myself not to picture her face.
Do not think about Sophia. Not right now. Focus on your daughter.
I reached my car, fumbled with the key fob one-handed and unlocked it. I didn’t want to put Ashley down, not even for a second. I opened the back door and carefully placed her inside. She didn’t speak.
“It’s okay now,” I told her, brushing her ha
