The Lycan King's Second Chance Mate: Rise of the Traitor's Daughter

Easter~

The night was silent, but my mind wasn’t.

I curled up on the bed Jacob had given me, staring at the ceiling, my heart racing for no reason I could explain.

Or maybe I could.

Jacob.

I had only just met him today, and yet, here I was—restless, unsettled, clinging to the thought of him like he was the only solid thing in my life.

It made no sense.

Maybe it was all because of the pregnancy.

I had just escaped from a hellish marriage. My body still remembered the sting and soreness from the bruises left by Ruben’s fists. My heart was still raw from years of betrayal— from learning the hard way that trust was nothing but a pretty lie.

So why—why—did I feel like I needed Jacob?

I squeezed my eyes shut, willing the feeling away.