Chapter 20: Shattered Bonds and Pride's Revenge
(Third Person's POV)
The Blackwood bar hummed with the low murmur of conversation and clinking glasses. Dominic Hayes leaned against the polished counter, his expression twisted in contempt as he discussed Vivian Sinclair.
"A mechanic," he scoffed, swirling his moonlight wine. "Alpha Blackwood's ex-mate, reduced to getting her hands dirty with engine grease."
His companions shifted uncomfortably, exchanging glances. Dominic failed to notice, continuing his tirade with growing confidence.
"It's pathetic, really. The once-mighty Luna Blackwood, now crawling under cars for scraps." His lip curled as he took another swig of his drink.
A tall wolf nearby cleared his throat. "You do realize she's not just any mechanic, right?"
Dominic
