Ivy’s POV
The air outside was thick with frost, but the chill that clung to my skin wasn’t from the cold. It came from the truth still settling into my bones—someone wanted me gone. And they were willing to go far enough to poison one of the most powerful women in the pack to make it happen. Or maybe Selena had gone that far herself. The line between victim and villain was so blurred now, I didn’t know what to believe.
I sat cross-legged on the window seat of Kiernan’s quarters, my wrist still wrapped tightly. The healer finally came and left, murmuring instructions to rest, to stay calm. As if calm was even possible anymore.
Kiernan hadn’t said much since we left the Alpha’s study. He stood near the door, arms crossed over his chest, his gray eyes focused on the hallway as if expecting
