Kira’s pov
Somehow, I knew what he was going to say with that look in his eyes.
"Kira, maybe we could just—" he started.
"Just forget about it?" I raised an eyebrow, my voice dripping with cold mockery. "Call it a pack misunderstanding? Is that what you want me to say, Damon?"
My stare made his throat work, the words dying before he could speak them. I shook me head, ashamed that I ever mated with him.
Celia exploded. "Alpha Thornwood, your mother and sister just orchestrated an assault on your mate using hired rogues, and you want to call it a misunderstanding? If Kira couldn't defend herself, do you have any idea what would have happened to her? Are you that dense that you cannot see what is happening right in front of you?”
Damon's face flushed with shame under the verbal assault.
