RAINE
I stared at Celine, who was still frozen in front of me, her eyes red, part anger and heartbreak.
Maybe I should feel guilty. But I was also tired of always having to carry guilt for something I didn’t fully choose.
“I think,” I said slowly, my voice trembling but still trying to sound firm, “you should ask Alpha Killian yourself why he chose to sleep in my room instead of yours.”
Celine glared at me like she was about to slap me. But she didn’t. She just stood there, shaking, fists clenched tightly at her sides.
I didn’t wait for her to say anything. I bent down, picked up my shawl from the floor, trying to ignore the tremble in my hands. I took a deep breath, straightened my back, and walked past them toward the training room without another word.
My steps quickened as I ap
