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Another Revelation

Author: Bunmi
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-24 13:56:27

Loraine’s POV

The day after, Prince Gideon updated us on everything.

The house was quiet—too quiet. That usually meant trouble, especially when all four of my mates were involved. I wandered through the halls, half-expecting to stumble upon chaos, but instead, I found myself piecing together just how hard they had been working behind the scenes to protect me.

Kris had left early that morning, his usual calm demeanor masking the tension I knew he felt. Hunter had spent the night pacing the halls, muttering something about rogue sightings, while Preston and Killian had been in and out of the office, trying to keep the rest of the pack on high alert.

I sighed, leaning against the kitchen counter as I prepared breakfast for them. The sight of the empty table tugged at my heart. They’d been stretched thin lately, all because of me.

I never meant for my life to bring so much drama into theirs.

“They deserve better,” I whispered to myself.

But even as the thought crossed my mind, ano
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