Aria's POV
I turned to find her standing there behind me, a smirk playing on her lips, her eyes gleaming with disdain. My vision blurred, my muscles tensed. How dare she?
My eyes, already glowing with the faintest hint of golden with my wolf—narrowed, my breath quickening. I could feel it. The rage. The beast clawing at my skin, trying to tear its way free.
Sophia was the one who had let kate die, letting her believe I was guilty.
Whereas It was her, not me.
She was the reason my grandma died.
I took a step forward, my body trembling with the fury I barely contained. "Did you do it on purpose? Why? What did grandma ever do to you?" My voice was raw, jagged like a howl trying to break free.
Before she could react, I lunged, my fingers gripping her collar in a flash of anger. My wolf
