DOMINATED
~TATE’S POV~
"What are you doing?" Myra’s voice broke the silence as I stood frozen by the window, my fingers pressed against the cool glass.
The image of Karl in the backyard earlier today had lodged itself in my mind, gnawing at my nerves.
I thought I'd never have to see him again.
But this small town, with its winding streets and familiar faces, seemed determined to remind me of my past.
"Nothing," I muttered, my gaze scanning the treeline beyond the yard. "Just making sure no one's coming."
"You mean making sure Karl isn't coming, right?" Myra’s tone softened as she stepped closer. "Tate, you don't have to worry about him. Mathias and Daxon won't let him near you again. I'm sure he's already paying the price for showing up here."
The sudden creak of the door made m
