Chapter 14. The Lion and the Lamb

Present Day

As soon as Sasha opened the library door, the view of Cal’s head atop a porcelain plate, surrounded by what seems to be petals of chrysanthemum, made her heart cease to beat for a second.

‘This is pure cruelty,’ she thought and her fingers curled into a fist at that. But one look on her face, Alpha Alain Irons already knew what she thought.

One look at her auburn hair and amber eyes, he knew this is her—the only daughter of Sheila, the woman he loved.

But even though she is a blood of her blood, a flesh of her flesh…’This is not her. And I doubt she will recognize me for who I am.’

“You must be Sasha Forster,” his dark voice echoed. It was only him and her in the library, alone and unbothered.

Sasha hugged her arms. “Why have you called for me?”

Alain stalked towards her. His muscles tensing with every step he takes. His eyes straight on her face. The face of the woman he saved eighteen years ago. ‘No, she’s just her daughter. I