Victoria's POV
I hadn't seen Ethan since that night at the club. When I heard he'd been sent to Africa for work, I couldn't help but feel relieved. The weight that had been pressing against my chest lifted slightly.
"So he's really gone to Africa?" I asked myself quietly, remembering Damien's words from our last encounter. He'd mentioned something about sending his half-brother away if I didn't want to see him anymore. Was this Damien's doing? Either way, I was grateful. My wolf, Nora, purred contentedly inside me, equally pleased to be free from Ethan's suffocating presence.
For the next few days, I buried myself in work, using it as a distraction from everything else in my life. The familiar rhythm of meetings, designs, and business calls was comforting.
"Victoria!" Grace's
