Draven's POV
I couldn't believe the trouble I'd gotten into. What exactly happened at that stupid farewell party for Clara? Why did I drink so much that night? That night is still unclear in my mind, so different from how I usually stay in control. Something felt wrong about the whole thing, it wasn't just too much drinking. I had a strong feeling there was more to it, maybe some kind of mistake or someone messing with me.
Would I have to wait until the child was born to learn the truth? By then, Caroline would likely hate me completely and leave my life forever. The thought of losing her made Alaric howl in agony inside me.
I stood on the rooftop of my penthouse, surveying Harbor Bay spread beneath me like a kingdom - my territory, yet I felt powerless. The cool night air did little to
