Chapter 47
My heart hammered so loud I was sure everyone in the room could hear it. The betrayal was like a knife twisting in my chest. My wolf growled low, a warning and a promise all at once. The figure in front of us—someone I had trusted implicitly—held the blade like a predator ready to strike, and every instinct in me screamed danger. Dastien’s head snapped toward me, golden eyes flashing with panic and fury. “Tessa, stay back!” he bellowed, aura flaring, muscles coiled for a strike. But staying back wasn’t an option. My wolf surged forward, claws extended, senses sharp, aware of every move in the room. I could feel the fear, the hesitation, the intent in every heartbeat. The traitor stepped closer, slow, deliberate, confidence dripping off them like poison. “You really think you can stop me?
- Writer
