Sienna’s POV
Maya broke down again, but this time it was relief. She hugged me tightly and wiped her tears with the back of her hand.
“Thank you, Sienna,” she whispered. “Thank you so much.”
“Does he love you?” I asked, because Darius Hale cared about himself before anyone else, and Maya deserved more than being used as a womb and a title.
Maya nodded and rubbed her flat stomach with a softness that made my chest ache.
“He says he does,” she replied quietly. “And I believe him.”
“Well, that settles it then,” I said, though a part of me still hoped she was right.
Maya smiled, but it did not last long. She shifted closer to me, looking nervous all over again.
“I want you to be at the joining, Sienna,” she requested.
I shook my head before she could even finish the thought.
“I do no
