Freya's Pov
For a few seconds, nobody breathed.
Selene just stood there in the doorway, face going from broken to furious to ice-cold in a heartbeat.
“Get out,” Dane growled, stepping in front of me so she couldn’t see me anymore.
I grabbed my sweater and yanked it on, hands shaking. My heart was racing like crazy.
“You’re really picking her?” Selene’s voice sounded empty, like something inside her snapped. “After everything, you’re picking the weak human?”
“Over you?” Dane said, scary calm. “Yes. Every time. No question.”
“She doesn’t deserve you,” Selene spat, voice shaking. “She’s weak, Dane. She’ll get you killed. She’ll wreck this whole pack...”
“The only one wrecking anything is you,” I said, standing up even though I was still half-naked. “You messed with my head. You tried
