“Will you take me back home tomorrow?” Diva’s voice was quiet, almost hopeful.
Zach’s smirk ruined it instantly. “Let’s make things clear, Diva. You need to break the bond with my dad if you really love yourself.” He leaned back in his chair, that same smug tilt of his head. “Also, I am home. You’re the one who doesn’t belong.”
Her stomach knotted. The room smelled like rain and whiskey. Her wolf...weak, fading...was silent inside her chest.
“Give me back my wolf’s strength,” she whispered, her voice cutting through the air like a blade.
Zach’s eyes snapped up, cold and sharp. For a split second, he looked caught off guard. Then his smirk returned. “So, you finally figured it out,” he said softly. “Yeah, I knew I had to use something to make you stay. Your wolf would be weak anytime y
