Rolex’s POV
Dad’s revelation had struck each of us like a blow to the chest. A curse? Dependent on our mate to survive? The irony wasn’t lost on me. All this time, we had treated Mia like an outsider, a nuisance. And now, our very lives were tied to her.
I sat in the corner of the living room, running a hand through my hair. Nathan was pacing, muttering under his breath, while Xavier leaned against the wall, arms crossed, staring off into the distance. Sean looked no better, rubbing his temples as if trying to process it all.
“We’ve been complete assholes,” Sean muttered, breaking the silence.
“No kidding,” Xavier responded dryly.
I clenched my fists, standing firm as the tension between us built. “We didn’t know,” I repeated, my voice carrying a calmness I didn’t feel. “It doesn’t ex
