"It started with the death of his mother. The woman he loved more than anything in this world," Dominic murmured, his voice carrying a heavy sorrow as he set the kettle to boil. The soft sound of water heating was the only noise in the room for a moment.
Fiore’s mind raced back to the tour Lance had given her, where his mother had briefly been mentioned. From what she had learned, she seemed like a woman full of grace, someone who had lived a life of honor and care for others. What could have happened to her that had torn Lance apart so thoroughly? She wrapped her hands around the warm cup Dominic handed her, the heat seeping into her palms.
Dominic’s voice broke the silence. "She was... assaulted by rogues on her way to broker a peace treaty with the northern packs."
Fiore froze. Her m
