Riona’s POV
My heart pulsated violently against my ribcage. How’d he come to find out in the first place? Elara stirred with apprehension. This was a delicate situation for the both of us. Yet, the ease with how he spoke the words soothed a delicate part of my insides, I didn’t know needed it.
An impish smile curled the corner of his lips, before it withered. “Riona, you let your pack members talk them on you, in your identity even though you were innocent—”
I cut him off with a cough. This was like the elephant in the room I was trying to avoid. First, he knew about Elara. And now, he was probing me about my pack? A nightmare I’d rather not speak about?
Fragments of memories from my childhood flashed before me, squeezing out oxygen from my lungs. “Why didn’t you ever fight for her?
