MIA'S POV
"How could you?" I screamed, voice shaking as I stared at the man who raised me, the man I once trusted more than anything.
My father didn't even flinch. He sat there behind his desk, the same way he always did—calm, detached, untouchable.
I'm down to just fragments of myself now. Three percent. That's all that's left of who I used to be.
"Answer me!" I cried, fists balled at my sides. "How could you kill Alpha Diego? How could you ruin everything I had left?!"
His expression didn't waver. Not once.
"He deserved it," he said bluntly, voice like ice. "For stealing my wife, your mother, and for everything else he took from me."
The room spun. My stomach twisted in knots so tight I thought I might collapse.
Three percent of my heart still beating. Three percent of my soul st
