Lina's POV
Jasper's words crushed down on my heart like a physical weight.
Heavy. Painful.
Of course I knew how cold Adrian's parents were.
Years ago, they'd abandoned their newborn son in some remote countryside location for over a decade because of some superstitious prophecy about him being a curse.
Parents like that? I had nothing but contempt for them. I didn't need their approval. Didn't want it.
"This is my business," I said quietly. "You don't need to worry about it."
"Lina!" Jasper's voice rose slightly, though he was clearly trying to maintain control. "You still call me your brother, don't you? That means you're still precious to the Lockwood Pack! To me!"
I could feel the possessiveness radiating off him, barely contained beneath that rational exterior
