Chapter 137. Locked Car Doors

Silvia POV

My hands twisted in my lap, knuckles so white.

But I kept my voice steady. “Then why am I here? Shouldn’t you despise the very sight of me? Because of meyour mate, my mother, is gone. Because of me, she died of a broken heart.”

My words came out sharper than intended, more like a challenge than a plea.

I stared out at the city flashing past the tinted windows, determined not to let him see the way my nerves popped and fizzed in my veins.

For half a minute, Alpha Enzodidn’t say anything.

I caught his profile in the mirrorjaw clenched, golden eyes glinting like cold metal.

I waited for a sarcastic shot, some smug remark.

But then, quietly, he blew out a breath. “I don’t blame you, Silvia. None of it is on you. You couldn’t have stopped what happened to your birth mother. She was drowning in pain way before you drew your first breath.”

His voice finally broke the silence, low and a little rough, like it’d been drag