His tone changed to something deadly serious. “But you have to be mentally prepared, this is bad news for you.”
I remained silent, my ice-blue eyes darkening with barely controlled emotion. My wolf was demanding action, demanding answers.
Miles no longer laughed, his voice carrying weight. “I had dinner with a client in a restaurant tonight. As soon as I walked out of the private room, I saw your Olivia and Adrian Sinclair coming out of another private room together.”
My jaw clenched as territorial instincts surged through me like wildfire. The thought of another male near my mate made my wolf snarl with possessive fury.
“They were with Adrian’s family,” Miles continued relentlessly. “His grandparents, his aunt Emma, her husband, and their daughter. It looked like a family meeting.
