** Aria’s POV **
Behind me, Thorne’s voice cuts through the air like a blade. “Take him back to his pack. Deliver this ultimatum: three days to present divorce papers stripping Blake of assets and custody of Chloe, or watch the pack lose everything, every trade deal, every alliance.”
I watch from the top of the stairs as Blake is gagged and dragged away, his struggles useless. Maggie doesn’t even glance in his direction. Only when the car disappears down the drive does she collapse into Thorne’s arms, sobbing uncontrollably.
I look away, moving to check on the kids.
In the bedroom, Chloe sleeps with tear-stained cheeks. Lucas sits beside her, keeping watch over her, and gently wiping away what tears that remain.
I dismiss the maid and pause in the doorway, taking it in.
“Mum,” Lucas
