Ace POV
Della's hand is in mine while her other hand is in Olivia's. We make our way the short distance to the house that Connor suggested we make our home. Doing something as simple as walking with my daughter and mate feels monumental. I never thought I would have this happiness. I look back on the time I spent with Candace and I realize just how different being with her was compared to the bond I share with Olivia. She is kind and loving. She loves our daughter.
She is happy and she makes me happy. Unlike Candace, who was always concerned about what she didn't have or material things she thought she deserved. Even now our daughter is a pawn in some game she is playing. I'm not sure what her end game is but I know I won't let her hurt Della. She abandoned her, and now she thinks she c
