Roman

After I tucked Sloane into her bed, kissing her forehead and telling her that she is loved and everything will be okay, hoping she hears me subconsciously, I went to find my father.

When I got downstairs, I was glad to see that Althea’s body had already been removed, and the blood from her body was being washed away.

I find my father talking to Sawyer’s Beta and Gamma. I walk up to them, feeling every eye in the room turn me.

“Are we good?” I ask without any preamble. I have too ...