Lina's POV
Chloe was waiting by the exit, practically bouncing with nervous energy.
The second she saw me stumble out, her face shifted from hopeful to horrified.
"Did my dad hurt you?" She rushed over, hands flying over me like she was checking for injuries.
Her eyes locked onto my neck—on the marks Adrian had left there—and her jaw literally dropped.
"So did you— I mean, did he—" She fumbled for words. "Is he going to take responsibility?"
Sweet Chloe. Still believing her father was the honorable Alpha who always did the right thing.
I'd believed that too, once.
"No," I said quietly. "We didn't."
"But your neck—"
"Can we just go home? Please?"
I started walking. After a moment, I heard her follow.
"Lina, my dad didn't actually..." She trailed off, un
