SOPHIA’S POV
It was already late when the knock came at my door. It wasn’t a soft knock. It was firm and....expecting.
My body tensed before my mind caught up.
Even before I opened it, my senses picked up familiar scents – Damien and Ashely. Even from over here, I could tell that Ashley’s wolf was agitated.
I opened the door.
“George insisted,” Damien said immediately, like he didn’t want me to get the wrong idea or something. “He wants us together tonight. Just to keep the peace.”
Ashley didn’t look at me. Her jaw was tight. Her eyes were already hard.
I stepped aside because arguing in the hallway would only draw attention, and because a part of me was still trained to make space for them. Ashley was still my daughter. And no matter what went wrong between me and Damien, I would make an exception for George. He had always been kind to me.
The moment they entered, the room felt smaller. Too small. The air shifted and for some reason my heart raced even faster.
Damien moved like nothing had changed. He set Ashley’s bag near the bed, glanced around, and spoke like this was routine.
“She’ll need her things ready in the morning.”
He said it like I was still responsible for her, like it was my duty. That was when I stopped him.
“No,” I said calmly.
He turned, clearly not expecting resistance. “What?”
“That won’t be possible”
He looked confused. “What do you mean?”
“Things are different now,” I said. I did my best to keep my voice steady even as my chest got tighter “I won’t take care of you the way I used to. If Ashley’s things has to be ready in the morning then no need to tell me. Wake up and get them ready.”
The words felt a bit harsh but they were necessary. I had to create boundaries.
“Also I’ll be sleeping on the sofa,” I continued. “You and Ashley can take the bed.”
Silence followed. A silence so loud that you could hear it.
Damien stared at me like he was trying to place a stranger’s face over the woman he thought he knew. He looked at me in disbelief.
“You’re serious,” he said.
“I am.”
Ashley’s head snapped up. “What?” Her voice rose instantly. “You don’t even want to sleep near us? What’s wrong with you?”
I swallowed. “Nothing is wrong with me. I’m setting boundaries.”
She scoffed. “You’re just cold. You don’t care about me.”
“I do care,” I said softly. “That’s why I’m trying to do this calmly.”
I stepped closer to her. “I can still help you get ready for bed. I can run your bath.”



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