Belinda POV
Belinda had been sitting in her suite on the 3rd floor that she and her Mate Jonathon, and their two daughters, Ava and Sonja, still lived in. Drinking a cup of tea, simple and black just how she liked it. Well, she was actually nursing it, had yet to even take a sip.
She had spoken the words she’d longed to all her life, last night. In front of not just Terence, but West, and Oliver, his War General as well, had not even thought about it at all.
Jo-anne had really needed her, and that bastard, Alpha Jayden, had tried once again to claim what was not his, had tried to make her little girl submit to him, she had heard him tell her to submit. It was not the reason West had mind-linked her about, he’d thought that Jo-anne was about to lose all control, unleash her power on som
