Estelle's POV
The call ended abruptly.
Amelia drove me home.
The car carried a faint scent of cedar—a pheromone she had deliberately released, meant to calm my wolf's restless spirit.
"That bastard has done everything he could to hurt you, yet he still struts around like some Alpha," Amelia said through gritted teeth. "That kind of control… it's dangerous."
She paused. "If he finds out you tricked him into signing the Mate Bond Dissolution Agreement, I'm afraid… he might snap your neck."
I stared at the city lights in the distance. The night swelled like a rising tide.
I smiled suddenly, light and teasing, though my eyes betrayed nothing. "Looks like I'll need some wolf poison. Before he strangles me, I'll strike first."
But there was no humor in that smile.
My wolf lay silent in
