Amara’s POV
I stood by the window, my hands tightening around the stone till my knuckles were white. Outside, the wind was howling, swirling around the trees in a frenzy.
Selene’s face kept appearing before me over and over again, as soft and beautiful as ever. My father had told me to send her away, to blacklist her from our pack, to make sure she would never come near us again. Her fate was in my hands, and I had the power to end it all.
I should have done it.
Truth be told, I didn’t even want to think about her. Because I knew she wasn’t the only one to blame. If Caspian hadn’t been so fickle, if he hadn’t looked at me the way he looked at her, if he hadn’t chosen her over me, then none of this would have happened. Selene would have been nothing to me, just a passing fancy.
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