But her mother's voice rose, sharp and unyielding. "Sienna, you have endured a lot at the hands of his mother. You have suffocated in his family. The biggest advantage he had was his ability to protect you. But look at what happened. He brought danger to you, to the children. Divorce him before I am forced to bury my own daughter or she is harmed to a point of ruination."
Elias's claws dug into his palms, his fury barely restrained. His gaze met Sienna's a thousand emotions swirling--rage, pain, defiance.
The room held its breath, waiting for his or her reply.
Sienna's lips trembled, her eyes glistening. She whispered, "No...."
The single word silenced the crying of the cubs. Mrs. Miller froze, her sobs choking. Elias's aura eased, though his eyes remained cold. Grandpa Corven's gaze sharpened, as if measuring her resolve.
