Ash’s POV
The words refused to stop ringing inside of my head. Corrupted. Fundamentally incompatible. Lycan standards. Every word was another searing brand harboring against me, melting away whatever traces of decency or sense I still had left.
She said she was tainted her description came to me to say “corrupt”, I added for the umpteenth time, my talons lengthening and retracting on their own with indignation. “After all she’s done for him, after having his child, he calls her corrupted.”
The walls of the cabin bore witness to my anger—huge furrows where I’d ripped through wood as if it were paper, scorch marks where my True Alpha power had welled up from nowhere and become nothing but raw destruction. Had leveled half the building on those days when I let my rage go, and only Elena's
