Damien POV
“I, Aurélie, Luna of the Bloodnight Pack, reject my position as the Alpha’s wife and Luna.”
The moment those words leave her lips, it feels like a silver bullet punches straight through my chest. My wolf howls, thrashing inside my mind, desperate to break free. The air evacuates my lungs, sharp and sudden I can’t breathe. I’ve been impaled on the battlefield before, staked clean through, but nothing has ever hurt like this. How could it? I hadn’t even marked her.
“Aurélie…” Her name slips from me in a broken gasp as I stagger forward, but Geneviève yanks me back. My wolf roars again, feral, as Aurélie turns her back on me on us and threads her arm through Fabrice’s.
Rage blinds me. I want to tear the bastard apart. That smug prick who has never left her side, always hovering
