SOPHIA’S POV
I could see the bonfire ahead.
I walked faster but then something made me stop.
What was I doing? Did I really think Damien would help me after he’d hung up on me earlier? Did I really believe my mate - the man who’d chosen his mistress over me at every turn - would suddenly stand up to his best friend for my sake?
I turned around. A waiter passed by carrying a tray of wine glasses. I grabbed one without thinking.
Then I walked back toward the bonfire.
I could see them all now. Damien was sitting in a beach chair. His arm was casually draped across the back of Tiffany’s seat. She was leaning into him, giggling at something. Ashley was playing in the sand nearby, building something with another child. And Simon - Simon was standing with Nate and a few others, a beer in his hand, looking smug and satisfied.
I walked right past Damien, past Tiffany, past my daughter. My eyes were locked on Simon.
He saw me coming. His smirk widened.
"Sophia! What a surprise-"
I threw the entire glass of wine in his face.
The red liquid dripped down his neck and stained his expensive white shirt. The glass fell from my hand onto the sand.
Everything went silent.
Simon stood there. He had wine dripping from his hair and his eyes turned gold with his wolf’s rage.
"You bitch," he growled.
I didn’t flinch. I looked at him head on. In fact, I was more than ready for a fight.
I’d had enough.
"You destroyed an innocent man’s life," I said. My voice came out as a growl. "You sent people to break his hands, to take away everything he worked for. And for what? Because he dared to defend me?"
"Mommy!" Ashley shrieked. She came running over. She looked at me with an annoyed expression "What did you do? Uncle Simon didn’t do anything wrong!"
I looked down at my daughter. "Ashley, you don’t understand—"
"You’re mean!" Ashley shouted, pushing me. "Uncle Simon is good! He loves me! And you just - you just threw wine at him for no reason!"
"It wasn’t for no reason," I said, "He hurt someone very badly-"
"I don’t care!" Ashley stomped her foot. "Apologize to him right now!"
My wolf whimpered at the rejection in my daughter’s eyes. "Ashley-"
"Apologize!" she screamed. "Say you’re sorry!"
"I won’t apologize for standing up to a bully," I said,. "Even if that bully is your precious godfather-"
"That’s enough." Damien spoke. He was standing now "Sophia, what the hell do you think you’re doing?"
I turned to face him, my mate, the father of my child, the man I’d once loved more than anything. "I came here to ask for your help. I called you, begged you to stop Simon from destroying Lance’s life and you hung up on me."
"I was busy," Damien said coldly.
"Busy building sandcastles while an innocent man was being attacked?" My voice rose. "Busy playing happy family with your mistress while your friend sent thugs to break a surgeon’s hands?"
Tiffany gasped. Ashley looked confused but Damien’s expression didn’t change.
"I told you I wasn’t getting involved in Lance’s problems," he said flatly.
"They’re not Lance’s problems! They’re Simon’s crimes!" I pointed at Simon, who was wiping wine from his face with a napkin someone had handed him. "He admitted it, Damien. I heard him bragging about it. He sent people to break Lance’s hands so he could never perform surgery again. He did this because Lance had the audacity to defend me when Simon was being cruel."
"I didn’t hear him admit anything," Damien said.
"Because you weren’t listening! You never listen when it comes to me!"



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