Chapter 48
MARRYN The bedroom door clicked shut behind us, sealing off the noise of the house. The tension was palpable as the weight of destiny settled over our family like a storm cloud. Eric stood near the window, broad shoulders tight, hands clasped behind his back. Alpha. Protector. Strategist. Father. I leaned against the dresser, watching him in silence for a moment. He hadn’t said a word since entering the bedroom. “She’s human,” he finally said, voice low and measured, but not angry. “Yes,” I replied softly. “That makes her vulnerable. It makes him vulnerable. It makes all of us vulnerable.” I crossed the room slowly. “It makes her honest.” He turned then, jaw tight. “It makes her prey.” “And what does rejecting her make our son?” I shot back. His eyes flashed at that. Silence stretched be
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