Something moved in his face. Not anger. The opposite of anger.
"You want them to see you," he said.
"I want them to see what Damon Kane traded away out of fear," I said. "He did not reject me because I was too weak to be his Luna. He rejected me because some part of him knew I was too strong, and he wanted a Luna he could keep small. So he took my sixteen-year-old sister and my father's ambition instead, and he called it a choice." My wolf rose in my chest, awake and cold. "I am going to walk back into that pack in front of every wolf who watched me broken. I am going to renounce him with my own voice, on my own terms, looking him in the eye. Not because they summoned me. Because I choose to be free of him. And then I am going to walk out again, on the arm of a king, and I want it to be
