Fiore’s body hit the ground with a bone-jarring thud as Alexander, her father, pinned her beneath his massive form. The impact sent a wave of pain through her, but it was nothing compared to the crushing weight of betrayal that suffocated her. His hands gripped her arms, forcing her down with ease, his cold, steel-blue eyes locking with hers. There was nothing there—nothing of the man who had raised her, nothing of the father she had once known. All she saw was Reginald’s lapdog.
“You’re not passing through,” he growled.
Fiore gritted her teeth, anger and sorrow battling for dominance inside her. She’d seen this coming, but even knowing didn’t dull the sting. Reginald had turned her father into a tool, his once fierce loyalty to his own pack now twisted into servitude for a man she despi
