POV | Aliah
Ace excused himself for a moment after welcoming father in to wash Keira's blood from his skin. The thought still sparked something animalistic inside me as we sat around the large dining table. Edith had prepared a big post-birthday feast. Kane, Col, Blaez, Hunter and Alpha Black each occupy a seat, one now also seating my father and his never ending line of questions.
The longer he stayed, the more my skin crawled, the image of him and my mum was planted in my mind like a weed. Its roots spread deeper and wider through my thoughts with every minute that passed. I needed to tell Ace the first chance I had. He sat beside me, his hand calming my bouncing knee as he answered another one of my father's questions.
The lie I had forced upon everyone seemed to appease my father.
