Lana’s POV
The drive back to Tate’s was met with complete and utter silence. Drake was seething with everything that happened, about Titus and how betrayed Tate must have felt for him to take over. I just couldn’t wait to get out of the car and away from him. His words cut deeply, he didn’t want me he made sure that was clear. When we pulled through the gates and drove to the house Tate was sitting on the porch steps his head in hands.
Tate looks up as the car pulls into the driveway before getting up from where he was sitting. I open the car door, the torns seats and the stuffing spilling onto the ground as I hop out.
“Is Titus right, was it you that went to sever the bond?” Tate asks, his body trembling in rage. I say nothing because now I could truly see how bad of a decision that w
