Because I felt like a bird with clipped wings, alive only to suffer.
Then his voice came again, lower now. “Ava, I never wanted to divorce you.”
I froze.
“I never meant to make things difficult for you.”
His rough fingertips brushed my face, wiping tears from my cheeks with awkward care.
“Jasper is your son and mine. I would never harm him.”
I said nothing. My wolf listened warily.
“I’ll cover all your expenses,” he continued. “If you want to start a business, do it. I won’t restrict your freedom.”
I didn't want that. What I wanted was real freedom. The kind that would let me run until Victor and Laura no longer haunted the air around me.
My wolf stirred restlessly beneath my ribs, pacing like she was trapped behind iron bars.
Run, she growled softly. Leave them all behind.
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