Alara
Driving back to the hotel, my knuckles whitened as I gripped the steering wheel, my mind racing. The conversation with Kaida at the restaurant had infuriated me beyond reason. How could she act so indifferent, as if she wasn’t the problem standing in the way of my happiness with Kaelen? The fact that she carried his twins didn’t give her the right to walk back into his life as if nothing had happened. She wasn’t going to take him from me. Not now, not ever.
My phone buzzed on the seat next to me, pulling me out of my stormy thoughts. I glanced down, recognizing Lucas’s name flashing on the screen. Annoyance flared up in me instantly. What did he want now?
I snatched the phone up, answering it with an edge to my voice. “What do you want, Lucas?”
“Alara,” he began, his voice tense,
