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“Doesn’t matter anymore. Your place is here with me,” I simply state.

Her eyes collide with mine and she instantly softens in my arms.

The look she gives me radiates joy, and so does her voice. “Yes.”

“Shall we let them know?” I don’t wait for her reply but simply link my fingers with hers and walk to the door.

Levan, Triton, and Sevrin fall in step behind me as we step out of the clubhouse to face her father, and her annoying sister.

CHAPTER TWELVE

– AZALEA –

“You,” my sister snarls. “You broke an oath. You committed a fucking crime against our family. Against me.”

I hear Levan’s voice behind me when he mutters, “VP had to claim an old lady who’s one of the three terrifying goddesses of vengeance. It certainly makes a bitch-fight more interesting, that’s for damn sure.”

He grunts and I hope it’s due to someone smacking the back of his head, because that man is really starting to annoy me.

“What the hell is she doing here?” Levan says, and his voice is tight.

I throw a glance in the direction of the open gate and notice a car pulling up with a woman behind the wheel.

My attention is pulled back to my family standing in front of me when my father states, “Alora, let your sister explain before you wrongly accuse her.”

A slightly warm feeling sparks inside me when my father picks my side for the first time in...as far as I can remember...which probably means this is the first time ever.

Though, it bursts into nothing when he adds, “We all know she likes to draw attention to herself by making a fool out of all of us.”

My jaw drops while at the same time I hear Karev snarl, “Insult my mate again and find yourself evaporated from this fucked-up world.”

A smile tugs my lips when I bring our laced fingers to my mouth and place a kiss on the back of his hand. Karev doesn’t give me his eyes, but the purr of appreciation rumbles through his chest and makes my lower belly tingle.

“No,” Alora snarls. “He’s mine.”

“Mate?” my father parrots.

“He’s not yours, he never was,” I hiss at my oldest sister.

Movement inside the car draws my attention to my middle sister, as always keeping out of the discussion. It might seem like she doesn’t take sides, but she never takes mine either by staying out of it.

“Easy, Lea,” Karev rumbles beside my ear.

My father is staring at us with disbelief written all over his face. Alora is wearing a thunderous look, but she takes a step back. Smoke is wafting up and it draws my attention, making me glance down at myself. Red fire is bouncing off my skin and I can feel the heat of it in the back of my throat.

Fuck easy. Jealousy fuels my power and it’s something I can pick up on from anyone by simply inhaling the air around me. My sister is jealous of me and the magnitude of it is flooding my lungs with liquid fire.

I’ve always had red smoke surrounding me, just like Alora has black smoke, and Annetta has yellow. Completing the bond with my mate has changed my powers. The outer visual is clear when the smoke is replaced by red fire.

“Magnificent,” my father murmurs.

Revulsion hits me at his response. Once upon a time I would have been glad to have my father notice me for who I am...his daughter. Now? The only thing this man sees is a new shiny weapon he can add to his arsenal.

I’m done. His problem isn’t mine. Alora caused the issue he’s having, and it’s time for me to live my own life.

My resolution gives me strength and I firmly tell them, “Neither one of you are welcome here, and I suggest you leave. My life is here now, with my mate and my newfound family.”

My father starts to sputter when someone behind us bellows, “Incoming.”