Luke's POV
I thanked Dahlia for her invaluable intel and turned to Tyler, my gaze meeting his in a silent question. Tyler, with a narrowed gaze that hinted at skepticism, replied, "I don't exactly trust Dahlia, but I have a witch friend who I do trust. I'll get her to join. Excuse me." With that, he left, embodying the dismissive air of someone who'd grown accustomed to navigating supernatural complexities.
Left alone with Dahlia, I could feel the weight of unspoken emotions in the air. She acknowledged the complexity of our situation, the sacrifice I had made for a child that wasn't even mine. Dahlia questioned what my next move would be, knowing that despite Danielle being mated to Tyler, she had not outright rejected me.
I sighed, running a hand through my hair. "Dahlia, I've always
