“Can you even hear yourself?” I sneered, my hand still on Lily, my eyes locked on Emma. “You left me, Emma. You left me. For a rich Italian Alpha with more money than sense. You spread your legs for him the second you thought he could give you more. Don’t stand here and rewrite history.”
Her face twisted, but I didn’t stop. My voice rose, harsh and cutting, every word a blade.
“You knew how things worked in the pack. You knew the weight on my shoulders. You knew the war I was fighting. And still you chose him. You threw me away because he was richer. Because he had more land. Because he could spoil you like the greedy little queen you wanted to be.”
Bella gasped. “Dad—stop—”
I barked out another laugh, crueler this time. “And now? Now that I’ve clawed my way back, now that I’m on my fe
