Sable
I was sitting out on the patio, nibbling on my finger. I still couldn’t believe I’d seen Brant. I mean, I couldn't wrap my head around it—was it really him I saw, or was my mind playing tricks on me? But Dani confirmed it. It was him. Brant Paxton…
“Hey, Sable.”
I turned around at the sound of my name. It was Kit, walking toward me with his phone in hand.
Ever since Brant left the mansion, Kit had barely spent any time here. He didn’t even stay for breakfast or dinner anymore—which, let’s be honest, was probably the biggest offense in this house. Skipping Dani’s food? Unforgivable.
“Hey, Kit… what are you doing here?”
“Rhett called. Said I had to be home for dinner, that he’s got something important to discuss… So yeah, I’m here. You can’t exactly defy the Alpha,” he said with
