Vanya's POV
For these past three months, he had been sending people to secretly monitor me, but they were all blocked by Theodore's men. His people couldn't even catch a glimpse of my back.
I looked into Cliff's eyes, seeing the fury there, and sneered, "What do you think?"
"b***h!" Cliff shoved me hard, and I fell back onto the sofa with a thud. But inside, I felt a strange sense of relief.
Seeing Cliff's explosive temper, I was reminded of my despair in my past life.
In that life, Cliff had cared nothing for me, his wife, all for Melinda.
Even when I was hemorrhaging in the pack hospital, Cliff refused to come see me, refused to use our mate bond to heal my wounds.
Cliff was a murderer!
He had been willing to let me die just so Melinda could take my place as Luna in the Silver Mo
