Chapter 57

The moment Miles and Sierra stormed into the clinic, Hannah shrank behind Blake like a frightened rabbit. But Sierra was faster-her claws unsheathed as she seized Hannah by her perfectly styled hair.

“You vile, scheming bitch! How dare you hide? Do you know how old my nieces were? Five years old! What crime did they commit that you couldn’t tolerate their existence? Are you even human?!”

Hannah shrieked as she hit the floor, but Blake was instantly at her side, shielding her with his body as he glared at his sister.

“Have you lost your mind? She’s carrying my child! If anything happens to the child—”

“Your child?” Sierra’s voice cracked with hysteria. “What about the children you already had? The ones you sent to their graves?!”

Blake’s jaw tightened. “Listen to me. That day, I merely brought Hannah home, and the girls screamed at her to get out. Is that how pups should speak to their elders? I’m their father-if I decide they need discipline at The Obedience Den, that’s my right!”

He scoffed, running a hand through his disheveled hair. “Fine. If you’re all so upset, I’ll bring them back. But stop with this ridiculous charade about them being dead. Lena’s lies don’t fool me—”