Olivia’s POV
“We’re not alone,” the Demon Alpha said, his voice low and menacing.
The shadows around us shifted, and my heart thudded in my chest. Lucien tensed beside me, his hand twitching like he was preparing to shift. The sharp scent of an unfamiliar cologne reached me just before a figure stepped into the clearing.
My father.
Alpha Aaron.
Dressed in his usual pristine uniform, he carried the same cold authority that had always made me feel small. His steely gray eyes flicked from Lucien to the Demon Alpha before finally settling on me.
“Olivia,” he drawled, his lips curling in disdain. “I didn’t think it was possible for you to disgrace this family further, but I see I underestimated you.”
I froze under his gaze, his words striking like a whip.
“Father,” I began, trying to s
