Piper
I cling to Vivenne while I sob through the pain that has been tearing me apart for the last hour and a half. I never understood why I was so drawn to Vivenne. Even from the moment she came to our pack, I felt a pull to her. I thought it was because we were the same age, we were both strong women and good fighters. But now I know that it was more than that.
“I’m so sorry, Piper. I wanted to tell you. I really did,” she says.
“Why don’t we go to my office where we can talk privately,” Quirin says.
I pull out of the hug, wiping my eyes with the back of my hand. “I still want to punch you in your face,” I say.
“I’ll let you,” she says, wiping her own eyes.
“Where’s the fun in that,” I say, making her chuckle.
“Are you okay, Piper?” a soft voice asks.
I look down and see a worried
