Chapter 95

Ophelia

I followed my father out of the hospital, still struggling to wrap my head around everything that had happened.

Choosing to leave with him was a decision I didn’t take lightly, but what was left for me here? Two mates who had failed me in every way. A best friend whose family I had all but destroyed. An aunt who wanted me dead, and a half-sister who was more than happy to help.

As we stepped outside into the warm night, I glanced down at my wrist.

I would never get over it. Seeing that smooth expanse of skin, even with the scar, stole my very breath away. It meant that Alpha Hunter was dead. As we walked, my father’s hand wrapped around my own as though I were a little girl, I found myself wondering how it had happened.

Had he fallen off a cliff? Stepped in front of a bus? Had Jude finally followed through on his word and killed the bastard?

In the end, it didn’t really matter.

I forced my thoughts away from my mates, holding my breath until the agony rippling down the bond fa