"You can run, you can scream, but at the end of the day, you’re still ours. So, fight all you want, My Love… we like a challenge."
-Rory Caine
Callum’s POV:
I took Rhea from Rory’s arms the moment Lila and Theo walked by the corner. His jaw tensed, but he didn’t argue. He knew why.
She was too soft, too fragile at this moment, her breath shallow against my chest as she curled into me, completely unaware of the storm she had just walked into. We couldn’t risk her waking up to that.
I wasn’t stupid. Ivy, Cassandra, and Aria weren’t just going to leave without making a goddamn scene. The last thing our mate needed was to open her eyes and see them clawing for us, well, them, acting like they had any kind of claim.
“Take care of it,” I ordered, my tone leaving no room for debat
