Ash’s POV
I was fighting Lucien when I heard the clasp of the steel that I had brought out, fighting the Lycan. The blade also met his claws again and again, six pounds with each spark. Something stranger, Something that made my core scream in danger even as it attacked the Lycan who stole the whole from me.
“You’ve taken her from me!” I yelled, his neck creeping awkwardly, Lucien gently stripped me off and my teeth grated. “You’ve all deprived her of me!”
And then I saw her through knew eyes. The way she controlled Lycan forces. The way she organized her attack in a fashion that showed familiarity, with a precision that could have only been gleaned from months of careful planning. The way she looked at Lena, as if she was a threat to be eliminated instead of a person. It all clicked
