“I just want to know how she is,” I said. “I haven’t heard anything since Dr. Wyatt’s report.”
“You have a lot of nerve,” Jake scoffed. “You really want more details about how and why your poison didn’t work. Why? So you can try again?”
Wait. Wait. Wait. “You think I did this?” I asked.
“Who else would it have been?” Jake said.
“I would never –”
“Mark my words, Damien,” Jake said. “You will never be close to Amelia or her baby ever again.”
“I didn’t have a damn thing to do with this,” I growled, my own anger sparking now. Who was he to threaten me? Amelia was my wife, and the baby was my daughter.
“If that’s true,” Jake growled. “Prove it.”
Then he hung up.
I moved the phone away from my hand long enough to glare down at it.
It had not occurred to me that Jake’s pack would blame
