Amara’s POV
I knew Caspian was angry before he touched me.
His hand was heavy on my shoulder as he spun me to face him, his fingers digging into my bones till I gasped in pain.
I didn’t look away from his cold stare.
“Do not push me, Amara.”
His voice was quiet, but the warning was clear.
I shrugged his hand away.
“What have I done?”
“You know exactly what you have done.”
I glanced at Selena, who was still kneeling on the floor, tears streaming down her face as she clutched her wounded arm to her chest.
“I didn’t tell you to remove her from the pack,” I said, my voice steady. “That was never my command.”
Caspian’s mouth tighten into a straight line.
“I did not tell you to hurt her.”
“And I did not tell you to protect her.”
I folded my arms across my chest.
“She made her choi
