I jolted awake as I heard the door open . Before it even opened, I knew it was Alaric because I could perceive his scent. His traitorous scent.

    Quickly, I got odd the flow and fixed my hair.

     I had cried myself to sleep last night. Worried about my kids, life, and how my mate would be doing.

      I licked my palms and cleared my face to wipe any trace of tears. I rolled my hair into a messy ponytail and sat on the bed.

      The door opened, revealing Alaric with a covered plastic plates and a bottle of water. He had this uncertain look on his face as he...