The tension in the foyer was a physical weight, thick enough to choke on. Serena didn’t flinch at the sight of the gargantuan black wolf blocking her path; instead, she leaned back against the support pillar, her smile widening into something jagged and broken.
She knew the stakes better than anyone, and she knew exactly how to make Damien suffer.
"You think you can stop this, Damien?" Serena scoffed, her thumb pressing harder against the plastic trigger. "You think you’re the hero in this story? You handed your heart to me on a silver platter for years while she suffered in silence. The twins… they aren’t just children. They are the catalyst for the end of the Blackwood lineage".
Damien’s muscles coiled, his massive form vibrating with the suppressed urge to rip the throat out of
