The world around me felt like it was spinning out of control. The Council’s wolves circled in the distance, their glowing silver eyes cutting through the darkness. Damon stood in front of me, his body tense, his jaw clenched. Lucas still had a hold on my wrist, his grip cold yet steady, like he already knew the choice I was about to make.
But I didn’t.
Not yet.
"Ava," Damon said, his voice tight with urgency. "Come with me."
"Or stay," Lucas countered, his silver eyes gleaming. "And finally learn what you’re capable of."
My heart pounded against my ribs. The weight of their gazes pressed against me, each waiting for my answer. The choice they wanted me to make felt impossible, suffocating.
And I hated that.
"Why are you doing this?" I asked Lucas, my voice barely above a whisper.
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