Chapter 0387

Rafe

The pack house is quiet. No sound comes from Malia or the twins. Darius must have settled Beatrice because I don’t hear them either.

Following Malia's lavender scent, I find her sitting in the attic, surrounded by all the twins' baby things. Her tired blue eyes flicker up to mine and she lets out a sigh but does not speak and continues to fold up clothes.

“I’m not upset.” I move further into