My unusual breakfast earlier might have started well, but it ended up badly.

It took three Betas to drag Alpha Killian away before my father could crush his skull. He even begged he wanted to see me again.

I can see the regret in his eyes, the longing, the pain.

But if he really has plans to change for the better, why do it now when he can do it years ago?

I don’t know if these are all just his scheme, his theatrics, to manipulate me to come back to him again. But—

“Never again,” I whispered before the family picture of me, Deanna, and Killian. I placed it...