Guard Dogs

Sienna’s POV

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I was already in their arms when I finally let go of the breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding.

Donato’s arms were solid around my shoulders, his hand pressing gently against the back of my head like he was holding together the pieces of me that had cracked. Lorenzo stood to my left, one large hand resting on my trembling back, his touch steady and grounding. Emilio hovered to