Chapter 61. Her Father

Angelica’s POV

The silence in the room was suffocating. I sat curled up in the centre of the bed, and the scent of scented candles that Tyler had brought earlier wafted through my nostrils, making me even more uncomfortable than easing my nerves, as he claimed.

“Have a good rest. We will return tomorrow morning,” Tyler said before leaving, and I nodded meekly.

My thoughts were spiralling like the ugly smoke of an extinguished fire.

My mother’s words about the twins, my stepfather’s identity as one of the alphas, and my mom hiding this from me, everything was revolving in my head like a cursed chant.

After going through everything, the attack, the abduction, the rogues, their mocking laughter, it was hard to believe that anyone wasn’t at fault.

And yet, doubt kept creeping into my head.

The more I pieced together, the more I realised something was wrong.

Keith was too confident. The smirk on his face said it all, like he knew the