Elsa
"I know what you’re thinking, Elsa,” Adam said softly, his voice tinged with the same sorrow that gripped my heart.
“Your father loves you. He didn’t do it initially—he was the one who brought me the note. But you have to understand, Elsa, he’s not in his right mind. Unless Alison is back, your father’s mind will be a mess.”
I looked up at Adam, my tears blurring his face, but his words didn’t reach the part of me that was breaking. I wanted to believe him, to accept that my father’s actions were driven by desperation and madness. But deep down, I didn’t believe it. I couldn’t.
This wasn’t the first time my father had chosen someone else over me. He had given me up to Adam, who at the time was thought to be the cruelest Alpha alive.
He hadn’t cared what would happen to me then.
