Author’s POV
The slap reverberated like thunderbolt against stone, silencing every voice in the great hall of the Werewolf Council, leaving everyone shocked with their mouth wide open.
Raven didn’t stumble. She didn’t cry. No. She won't do that here where everyone could see. But her eyes were brimming with tears which would fall at the slightest blink of her eyes.
Kane didn’t move at first because everything still felt like a dream to him. Someone slapped Raven? Humiliated the woman who was everything to him?
He stood there for a fraction of a beat, stunned and watching the man who had once been Raven’s father hit her like she was nothing but filth beneath his feet. That was...... uncalled for. Being her father doesn't give him the right to treat her like that.
Then everything chang
