A weight off my shoulders

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OLIVIA’S POV Dante and I helped his men carry some of the injured wolves to the cars that they had come in, not that I was much help to him. I was still shaken from shooting Raul and I was still stricken by guilt even though Dante had refused to even act like Raul’s sudden death bothered him. What bothered me, even though I knew that it was really none of my business was that Dante didn’t see the value of Raul’s life. I understood that Dante and Raul’s relationship had been none existent but now that he was dead, I guess that I was expecting Dante to show a little remorse. If he could easily cut Raul off like that I couldn’t help but wonder if he would easily do the same to me and that was very unsettling. My family was the most important thing to me and that was the reason why even afte

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