“She will,” I admitted.
There was no point pretending otherwise. Sienna would be furious. Not merely annoyed or hurt, but properly furious. She had only just forgiven me for hiding my identity and Ace blood from her. I had promised to trust her, yet I had left Livingston carrying another enormous lie.
*If we survive Viktor, our mate may finish the job herself,* Leon muttered. He was probably right. The image of Sienna waiting for me with narrowed eyes and her arms folded should not have comforted me, but it did. Her anger would mean I had returned home to face it. Callum gave a low laugh.
“I didn’t tell Serena either,” he confessed.
I glanced at him again. “Nothing at all?”
“Nothing that matters.”
That answer sounded very much like my own lie to Sienna. Relief passed through me despi
