Chapter 20
ZIRAEL
Solaya was speaking again, her voice filled with smug satisfaction as she circled the bound woman like a predator playing with wounded prey.
"Look at that. The little brat is just as weak as her mother. Without a wolf, she's nothing."
She moved closer to Avaline, her perfect features twisted with malice that made her beautiful face look ugly and distorted.
"And with her eighteenth birthday tomorrow, I'm not sure she'll even get her wolf. The Moon Goddess doesn't favor the weak."
"Tomorrow?" Dion asked, his interest clearly piqued as he turned his attention from the unconscious child to her mother. "She's coming of age tomorrow?"
"That's right," Solaya confirmed, her voice dripping with false sweetness. "Which means dear Avaline here needs to remember her place. S
