Vittoria had already withdrawn by the time Alberto finished relaying everything to Gerard the departure, Charlotte leaving with Dominique, all of it. Gerard listened without interruption, his expression giving nothing away. When Alberto was done, he dismissed him with a quiet nod.
Soon, the mansion fell into silence.
Gerard stood alone.
His heart beat harder than he cared to admit, unease threading through his chest as his thoughts drifted to Charlotte. He hoped no, needed to believe she had made it safely back to the Ancient Blood pack. Her brothers were powerful. Capable. If anything went wrong, they would stand between her and danger without hesitation.
Before Gerard ever entered her life, Charlotte had been the center of their world the cherished daughter, the adored sister. They would lay down their lives for her without question. Of that, he had no doubt.
Alpha! A pack of royal wolves is approaching our territory.
