Aurélie POV
“I said, you’ll have to banish me too.”
My voice slices through the courtyard, steady and cold, as I lock eyes with Damien’s thunderous stare.
“That’s impossible,” he growls, every muscle in his body trembling with fury.
Geneviève has the audacity to place a delicate hand on his shoulder, leaning in like venom dressed in silk.
“Damien, please don’t fight on my account,” she purrs, dripping false innocence.
The growl that rips from my throat isn’t just mine it’s my wolf’s too. It shakes the air, loud and primal, the kind of sound that makes lesser wolves bow their heads. Geneviève’s wolf whimpers instinctively. She may have once been a Luna, but with her pack dead, her crown turned to ash. She is nothing now.
I turn my back to both of them, my fingers wrapping tightly ar
