Rogan's voice sliced through the tension like a whip, "Victor didn't destroy the pack." "He constructed it. but just to destroy it.
As Rogan entered the dimly illuminated room, I turned around, gasping for air. His face was a flurry of emotions, including rage, betrayal, and something more profound that I couldn't quite identify, and his clothing were saturated from the rain.
I started to say, "Rogan," but he silenced me with a raised hand.
His voice was scratchy but calm as he said, "I know." "Everything. Aria's involvement in Victor's deceit and manipulation.
His words sank in, and my knees became weak. "What are you discussing? What did you discover?
His eyes met mine as he took a step closer. Aria wasn't merely collaborating with Victor. His weapon was her. And I was the i***t who
