_Dorian's POV_
The days after Camilla’s betrayal passed in a blur. I barely left my office, barely spoke to anyone. My pack moved around me as if walking on eggshells, sensing the storm brewing beneath my silence. I could feel it too—this restless, unsettled feeling clawing at my insides.
And the worst part? I couldn’t even tell if it was entirely my own.
Something inside me felt… different. Lighter, in a way I hadn’t expected. It was as if a heavy weight had been lifted from my mind, like a fog I hadn’t even realized was there had finally begun to clear. At first, I thought it was just my anger fading, but the more time passed, the more I understood.
It wasn’t just anger.
It was control.
Camilla had been using that potion on me—I was sure of it now.
I clenched my jaw, staring into
