SOPHIA’S POV
The moment I got Patricia into the car, my wolf finally calmed a little, but not completely. She was still pacing inside me, restless and alert, like she hadn’t finished protecting what was mine.
Patricia leaned heavily against me. Her body was weak and unsteady. Her breath smelled of alcohol. The state she was in made me even more annoyed.
“I’m here,” I told her softly, adjusting her so she wouldn’t slump. “You’re safe now. No one is touching you again.”
She mumbled something I couldn’t fully understand. I felt her head falling against my shoulder. Her fingers gripped my sleeve weakly.
My wolf growled quietly at the memory of Peter’s hands on her, and I tightened my hold.
“I won’t let anything happen to you,” I said again, more firmly this time.
The drive home was quiet, but my mind wasn’t. My thoughts kept replaying everything - Simon’s words, Peter’s actions, Patricia’s helpless state. My wolf was angry, deeply angry, and I could feel that anger burning through my veins like heat.
By the time we reached the house, Patricia could barely stand.
I opened the car door and helped her out slowly, wrapping her arm around my shoulder. My injured arm throbbed, but I ignored it. Pain was nothing compared to what could have happened tonight.
“Easy,” I murmured as we walked inside. “Just a few more steps.”
The house was quiet when we got in. I guided her to the bedroom. She needed proper rest.
Once she was on the bed, she let out a soft breath.
“Stay here,” I said. “I’ll get water.”
She didn’t respond, but I knew she heard me.
I moved quickly, grabbing a glass of water and a damp cloth. When I came back, I sat beside her and gently lifted her head.
“Drink,” I said softly.
She obeyed slowly, taking small sips. I wiped her face with the cloth afterward, removing the tears and sweat on her body. Her skin felt warm, and it made my wolf uneasy again.
“They made you drink too much,” I muttered under my breath.
Her eyes fluttered open.
“I... had to...” she whispered weakly.
I shook my head. “No. You didn’t have to do anything like that.”
Her lips trembled, and she turned her face away, like she was ashamed.
“For the family...” she murmured. “Everything is falling apart...”
My chest tightened painfully at her words.
“I know,” I said quietly. “But this wasn’t the way.”
She didn’t argue. She just lay there, exhausted.
I stayed beside her, watching her carefully, making sure she was okay. My wolf finally settled down a little more.
After a while, Patricia fell asleep.
-
It was late when she woke up again.
The room was dark. The only light came from the lamp beside the bed. I was still there, sitting near her.
Patricia stirred a bit before her eyes opened. For a moment, she looked confused.
Then everything came back to her.
Her eyes widened, and she sat up too quickly, only to wince and press a hand to her head.
“Sophia...” she said. Her voice was hoarse. “What happened...?”
“You were drugged and forced to drink,” I said simply. “I brought you home.”
Her face went pale instantly.
“Marco...” she whispered.
I stayed quiet, watching her closely.
“He can’t know,” she said suddenly, grabbing my hand. Sophia, please... he can’t know about this.”
I frowned slightly. “Why?”
“He’ll worry,” she said quickly. “He’ll lose control. And with everything going on with the company... he doesn’t need this too.”
I studied her face carefully. She wasn’t just worried.
She was scared.
“He’s your husband,” I said slowly. “He has a right to know if you’re in danger.”
“I know,” she said. “But not now. Please. Let me handle this. Just... don’t tell him.”
My wolf stirred again. She felt uncertain this time.
I didn’t like hiding things, especially not from my brother. But I could see the fear in her eyes, and I understood it. Marco was already dealing with too much.
After a moment, I sighed softly.
“Fine,” I said. “I won’t tell him.”
She looked relieved as soon as I said that.
“Thank you,” she whispered.
“But this is the last time,” I added firmly. “You don’t put yourself in danger like that again, not for anyone.”
She nodded quickly. “I won’t.”
I looked at her for a few seconds longer before standing up.
“Rest,” I said. “You need it.”
She lay back down slowly. She closed her eyes again, but this time she looked more peaceful.
I stayed there a little longer before finally leaving the room.
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The next morning, I woke up early. My wolf was restless again.
She kept pacing inside me, pushing me toward something I already knew I had to do. The problem wasn’t just Patricia. It wasn’t just what happened last night.
It was the business.
Marco’s company was in trouble, and Simon had cut off cooperation. That meant everything was at risk.
And I knew exactly where to go.
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I went straight to Damien’s company. It hurt my pride to ask him for help for my family after everything but I knew I had no choice.

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