Desiree POV
My mates stared at each other.
That single glance between them said everything they weren’t saying out loud, and something inside me snapped almost instantly, because I knew that look, I recognized it far too well, it was the look of people who knew more than they were willing to admit.
And this time…
It involved me.
“Why didn’t you tell me about the prophecy?” I demanded, my voice rising sharply as anger surged through me, hot and uncontrollable, burning through every ounce of restraint I had left.
The room seemed to tighten around us.
“Desiree, please—” Avery started, stepping forward cautiously, her hands slightly raised as though trying to calm a storm she could already see building.
“Don’t,” I snapped, cutting her off instantly, my chest heaving as I struggled to c
