Lilith pressed on, fearless. She had always known how far she could push him before he snapped.
“Do you think the rogues will cradle her kindly? Or maybe one of the border packs will take her in, keep her safe, give her shelter.” She tilted her head, studying him. “Or is that what you’re afraid of? That someone else will see value in the girl you tossed aside?”
Nero stood in one swift motion, his chair scraping back. The force of his presence filled the chamber, his wolf rippling just beneath his skin. But Lilith only arched a brow.
“You don’t care about her,” she said softly, almost like a confession. “You can’t...not after everything. So why are you sending men after her, Nero? Why not let the woods swallow her whole? Unless...” her eyes glittered “...you’re not as finished with her a
