Zara
"I could say the same about you," I remarked, ignoring the blood rushing to my face under his intense gaze. "Want to share?"
"You first." Alpha Kane smirked, his eyes dark and patient. He walked over to one of the chairs in his room, pouring himself a glass of the dark liquid. To my great surprise, he poured himself a second one and handed it to me. "Drink," was all he said.
I lifted the glass to my lips, determined not to cringe at the sharp taste of the alcohol. The alcohol was strong, but with notes of teak, maple, and cinnamon. As I swallowed, a warm feeling filled my chest, chasing away the chill that had gripped me.
I was wracked with guilt as I debated whether to tell him.
About my meeting with Father and how I learned... Nova wanted me to tell him.
Nova tried to convince me to trust him more than anyone else. In the end, I succumbed to Nova's whims. If I can't trust my Alpha and the man I shared my bed with, I can't trust anyone.
