Sonya
The car rocked gently beneath us as the kingdom’s palace faded into the distance, its gleaming towers swallowed by the night.
The road was smooth, the moonlight serene, but inside me, a storm was brewing.
Rage in my chest, hot and suffocating. I clutched the edge of my silk gown, my knuckles whitening, and I fought the urge to scream.
The night was supposed to be ours. Caleb and I were meant to shine, to dazzle the guests and remind the world that we were still relevant. Instead, we had been made a spectacle—humiliated like fools in front of the entire Lycan court.
I turned to Caleb, who sat across from me with his arms folded and his face stoic. I could see the faint bruise on his jaw from where he’d clenched it too tightly during the King’s announcement.
A mirror had shatt
