Samara
I’m dreading talking to Sloane and Slade. Slade is too young to understand, but I feel like Sloane already knew what was coming.
Roman knocks on the door before we step inside. Sloane is sitting on the floor with Aria in one arm and Slade beside her. She’s got her other arm wrapped around him while they cry.
“Are you going to kill us too?” she asks.
“No, sweetheart,” I say, dropping to the floor to make myself less intimidating. Roman crouches down beside me, watching them.
“Why? Why did you kill them?” Sloane asks, her voice quivering.
“She and your father betrayed our family and our pack. I’m so sorry sweetheart. She betrayed her wolf, Gillian, too. Gillian begged me to end her life, to let her find her fated mate, the one your mother rejected,” I say as her tears come faste
