Mia's POV
The moment I saw Alpha Diego, I ran toward him, my legs moving faster than I thought possible. His arms opened wide, and I stumbled into his strong embrace, the tension in my body easing just slightly. He pulled back to examine me, his sharp eyes scanning my face, lingering on the bruise forming on my temple and the dried blood near my hairline.
“You’re hurt,” he said, his gaze hardening as he looked past me toward my stepbrothers.
“I’ll be fine,” I whispered.
Diego’s expression softened, and he placed a hand gently on my shoulder. “You don’t need to cry anymore, Mia. I know what they’ve done to you. Everything.”
The weight of his words hit me like a tidal wave, and the tears I had been holding back spilled over. “You know?” I managed to say.
He nodded. “I’ve been hearing w
