Debbie
The drive back from the castle was quiet. I stared out the window, but I wasn't seeing the trees. I was seeing the Alpha’s face. He didn't offer me a choice; he offered me a trade. My soul for a seat at the table. It sounded fair—much like a pleasant trade. But not for me.
When the car pulled up, the three of them were waiting.
Rain was pacing the porch like a caged animal. River stood by the door, his eyes tracking the car with worry. Rex was further back, leaning against a pillar with his arms crossed.
As soon as I stepped out, Rain was in my face.
"Debbie.” He surged over to me, pulling me into a hug like I was long lost.
I hugged him back. “What happened? You don't look good. I want you to tell me everything.”
River pushed him back gently.
"Give her a second to breathe,
