Chapter 11: The Trap
(Melissa's POV)
I stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror, barely recognizing the woman who looked back at me. Dark circles shadowed my eyes from nights of fitful sleep, and my normally smooth skin appeared sallow under the harsh fluorescent lights.
"Just get through this," I whispered to myself. "One public apology, and then you'll be Mrs. Blackwood."
My wolf Zoe whimpered inside me, sensing my distress. She'd been restless for days, mirroring my growing anxiety about the upcoming humiliation at Ryan Quinn's birthday celebration.
The thought of standing before Silvercrest City's elite supernatural community and admitting I was the "other woman" made my stomach churn. But what choice did I have? Dominic Blackwood had made it clear - either I publicly a
