DAMIEN’S POV
The drive back from Simon’s house was quiet. Tiffany sat in the passenger seat. I could smell the anxiety rolling off her in waves.
"Damien?" she said softly after we’d been driving for about ten minutes. "I need to go back to my hometown for a few days."
I noticed the way she was staring out the window instead of looking at me. "Is everything okay?"
"Yes, it’s just... my aunt isn’t doing well. She helped raise me after my parents died, and I should be there for her. I know the timing isn’t great, with everything happening with you and Sophia, but-"
"Go," I said immediately. "Family is important."
She turned to look at me then "Really? You don’t mind?"
"Of course not." I shrugged "When do you leave?"
"Tomorrow afternoon. The flight is at three."
"I’ll drive you to the airport," I offered. "And text me your return flight information. I’ll pick you up too."
The smile that spread across Tiffany’s face was radiant. "Thank you, Damien. That means so much to me." She reached over and squeezed my hand. "You’re always so good to me."
I squeezed back, but something felt off. Something inside me felt wrong, somehow. My wolf was restless. I felt him pacing inside me like he was looking for something.
Or someone.
I pushed the feeling away and focused on driving.
When I got back to Stone Villa, the house felt empty despite Franca moving around in the kitchen. Ashley was at school. She wouldn’t be back for another three hours.
"Franca," I called out. "Has Sophia been by recently?"
Franca looked up from where she was preparing ingredients for dinner. "No, sir. She hasn’t been here in over a week.”
I frowned. That was weird. Sophia was becoming more unavailable these days.
"Has she called? Texted about Ashley?" I asked.
"No, sir. There has been no contact."
What kind of mother just disappeared like that? Ashley was her daughter, her responsibility yet Sophia was off doing goddess knows what while our child asked for her.
I pulled out my phone and dialed Sophia’s number.
She answered on the third ring. "What is it, Damien?"
Her voice was flat. Her tone got on my nerves in ways I couldn’t explain.
"You need to take Ashley to school tomorrow," I said "Be here at seven."
There was a long pause. "Why can’t you take her?"
"Because I’m busy”
There was another pause, longer this time. I could hear her breathing on the other end.
"Fine," she finally said. "I’ll be there at seven."
"And Sophia? You should actually spend time with your daughter. She needs you”
"I’m aware of what my daughter needs, Damien. I don’t need parenting advice from someone who’s too busy playing house with his mistress to notice his own child."
She hung up before I could respond.
I stared at my phone in disbelief. I felt my wolf pushing against my control.
When had Sophia become so bold? So willing to challenge me?
And why did part of me find it... interesting?
SOPHIA’S POV
I hung up on Damien and threw my phone on the bed. My whole body shook with anger. Take Ashley to school? Like I was some kind of hired driver instead of her mother?
My wolf was snarling. She was furious at being ordered around by a mate who’d shown us nothing but disrespect for years. But underneath the anger was pain. Ashley had been asking for me. My baby wanted me, and I hadn’t been there.
The next morning, I woke up early and got dressed.


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