Rolan’s POV:
I didn’t want to admit it — hell, I didn’t even want to think about it — but the truth was, I bullied Alyssa more than anyone else. More than Keiran, more than Zane, and definitely more than Cole.
Maybe it was because she was always so quiet, so easy to push around. Maybe it was because deep down, I felt that if I didn’t stomp down on her, I might actually start caring. And I didn’t want that. Not then.
So when the car finally pulled up at SilverCrest’s Packhouse, I was the first to fling the door open, practically shoving Zane aside in the process. He cursed under his breath, but I was already halfway up the steps, my mind racing toward one place only — my father’s study.
I didn’t wait for the others. Let them trail behind like they always did.
As the oldest of the quad
