“Take me away from here.” Selena reached out, her fingers trembling as they fumbled through the air toward the source of the voice until she gripped Caius’s hand.
It was only then that Caius noticed the thin veil of tears shimmering in her eyes. Her usually vacant, arrogant gaze was gone, replaced by a raw, crushing vulnerability.
The couple who had shoved her were no accident; Caius had ordered Marco to arrange the entire scene. He had waited for this specific day, knowing that Silas Veylor—the loyal dog who never left her side—was finally on leave. Without her shadow, Selena was exposed.
His plan was simple: break her. He needed to drag the high-and-mighty Alpha of the Blackthorn Pack into the dirt, letting her experience the cold sting of helplessness. Only then, when she was at her
