CHAPTER 90: TRYING TO PROVE MY INNOCENCE
DONOVAN'S POV:
After trying to make sense of everything and failing woefully, I stepped into the bathroom. I didn’t even bother turning on the lights; I just let the cold water cascade down my body, trying to wash away the heat of the argument and the scent of Gloria’s perfume that still seemed to cling to my skin like a curse.
As the water hit my neck, my mind started running rampant. I was weighing every option. If my father thought he could just puppet me into a marriage I didn't want, he had another thing coming. I was the future Alpha, but if the cost of the title was losing my soul and my mate, was it even worth it?
The worst part of this whole mess wasn't even my dad or Gloria—it was Amanda. Here I was, literally fighting a war
