“What do you mean?” I asked my sister.
“Victor used to be friends with Dorian back in their first year at university. They’re the same age,” Dara replied.
“Why have I never heard about this?”
“Because they’re not friends anymore.”
“Why?”
“Because Dorian is a monster. I already told you that. When Victor found out what he was doing to those poor girls, he stood up to him—right in the face of the future Alpha. I don’t even know how he made it out alive. Just don’t drag him into this. He might not survive another strike.”
“What am I supposed to do then?” I asked, my voice shaking. I couldn’t bring myself to put Victor at risk.
“Maybe it’s time to accept your fate,” Dara said. “If you don’t, it’s not just you who’ll suffer. It could be all of us.”
“I can’t,” I sobbed. “I can’t, Dara.”
