Chapter 53

Ciara's POV I’ve got this little creep by the throat, and I’m struggling not to end him right here. I know exactly why he came, his disgusting intent is written all over him. He deserves to be crushed. I saw it all in his memories while I held him: every twisted thing he’s done to her over the years. I knew it was bad, but I didn't know it was this bad. I may have lied to Ashton when I said I could handle this without seriously hurting him. I haven’t even had the chance to talk to my daughter about what she went through, but I will. Even if she doesn’t want to speak, I can still see her memories. I’m afraid to look, though. Afraid of the truth. Afraid of just how much pain she endured after Jace threw me out of the pack. But that promise I made to him? It’s void now. I made it to protect his mate and children, but after what they did to my daughter, the Blackwood pack is fair game. And I intend to make them suffer. I dragged the piece of filth to the gate and dropped him there. He was