Camille's POV
Nina, who was sitting off to the side, spoke up, and only then did I notice her.
"Rowan says that wolf cub named Finn has been hitting him every day lately. All these bruises on his arms are from Finn. And..."
She shot me a slightly guilty glance before continuing, "Rowan says Camille never comes home anymore and doesn't cook for him. Instead, she ran off to another pack to be a lowly nanny."
Gillian let out a cold snort, glaring at me venomously.
"Did our pack a***e you? Abandoning your own child to go make money as a nanny for another pack—do you have any idea how much humiliation this brings our pack in aristocratic circles?"
The old me would have just lowered her head and silently endured the a***e, but this time, I lifted my head and met Gillian's furious gaze with
