Chapter 63

Alex POV

That agonizing ache that tore through my heart the day I lied about still loving Helen rips through me again, even more excruciating this time. Watching Hannah’s slender form walk away, her shoulders trembling as she fought back sobs, shattered what was left of my soul into a million pieces. I didn’t even realize how deeply I cared for her until this nightmare unfolded. There is nothing I crave more in this moment than to chase after her, pull her lithe body into my arms, and drown in her intoxicating scent, murmuring reassurances that everything will be alright - even though I have no idea how to make that true. Fuck! The most torturous part of this hellish situation is that I understand why I can’t refuse Helen’s demands, but that knowledge changes absolutely fucking nothing.

My brothers and I are Helen’s puppets, our wills stripped away by her intoxicating new scent