Their Secret Obsession (A Reverse Harem) by Pippa Moon novel Chapter 352

Adam POV

I had never thought I would see another day when the fear of losing my family could crush me the way it did then. Yet it was happening all over again--like fate had a twisted sense of humour, dangling happiness in front of me only to snatch it away at the first opportunity.

I couldn’t help thinking about Emma and our daughter. I had done everything I could to protect them, but it still hadn’t been enough.

Emma had been cruelly killed, and my little girl… she never even had the chance to grow up. The fire had taken her so quickly that I hadn’t been able to save her. That memory haunted every waking moment, and I prowled through each nightmare, a constant reminder that those I loved could be torn from me in an instant.

Now, I watched Lottie--my sister by blood--raging in her anger and fear, and it felt like a terrible déjà vu.

“Alpha Leigh and Sebastian orchestrated half this madness, and we’re letting Selene collect her payment. It makes no sense!” she seethed.

I stayed silent for a moment, letting her words echo in my mind. It truly made no sense. Why should the goddess demand such a cost from Liam and Chase--two of the only people who had ever truly understood me?

We had banded together through blood and tears, forging a family of our own. Yet, because of some vile debt, they were about to be taken from us.

Still, I remembered what Selene had told me in passing--that there must be balance for the greater good. I had never liked that phrase. It felt cold, dismissive of personal suffering. But if Selene truly watched over us, how was I supposed to refuse the greater good?

A lump formed in my throat, and I struggled to swallow. Long ago, I had vowed never to let myself feel helpless again, but that vow did little good now. Had I been in Liam’s or Chase’s place, I would have done precisely what they had done--made any bargain needed to protect Lottie. My quietness wasn’t due to anger with them. It was because I was proud, even if I felt gutted that I hadn’t got the chance to offer myself first.

Liam tried to place a comforting hand on Lottie’s shoulder, but she jerked away. I saw the sting in my brother’s eyes, and my heart twisted at the pain written across his face. They must have expected her fury, though expectation never softened the blow when it finally arrived.

“We wanted you safe,” Liam expressed, as though that alone explained their actions. “And we had no time to find another solution. Now, we’re almost out of time.”