ALPHA BRAHAM’S POV
We walked out of the cathedral into a mess of reporters and flashing lights. I trailed Callie, determined not to let her out of my sight, not just for Millie’s sake, but because something in me knew this woman was barely holding on by a thread.
I mindlinked Renan, “please come and help me drive her, she’s not okay.”
She reached her car and was fumbling with her keys, breathing hard.
“I’ll have my friend take you,” I said.
She scoffed, not even looking at me. “I don’t need your help.”
“But I insist.”
“That’s not my problem.” She turned halfway toward me, still fuming. “You can insist all you want, it doesn’t mean I’ll…”
She stopped midsentence.
Renan had just stepped out of my car and walked over, quiet and composed.
Callie’s eyes flicked to him. Her brows lifte
