Ava's POV
I dashed to the car, my wolf instincts kicking in again, fur prickling along my skin as the hot steam from the engine hit me full force, confirming my hunch—Lucy had pulled this stunt. That cunning b***h always managed to stay one step ahead, twisting the pack to maintain her facade, like when she'd spread that vile story about screwing with Steve in the woods, painting me as a filthy slut to keep Liam on a short leash.
"Hey! What the hell do you think you're doing?" a rough voice barked from behind, harsh and suspicious.
I whirled around, facing the guard's hard stare, my pulse racing as I battled the panic swirling inside. Lucy had obviously gotten to Liam already, weaving her lies before I could. "Healer Ava," he said, his tone softening as he realized who I was, his eyes f
