Chapter 164

SOPHIA’S POV

The sitting room felt like a cage.

I sat on the far end of the sofa. I badly wanted to leave.

George sat between us. He kept glancing from Damien to Tiffany, then back again.

"Talk," he said again. "Both of you. You're wolves, not pups. Use your words."

Nobody spoke.

Damien sat on the o...