Camille felt violent jolts of pain rake through her body as she listened to Melinda speak.
She could feel the power coiled deep in her core-alive, restless, like something savage was clawing its way toward the surface.
Camille shot to her feet.
Melinda's words rang true. Horrifyingly true. There was no escaping them now, the dots were connecting.
Why she had always been different.
Why Rosalind had treated her like trash.
A part of her screamed in denial, refusing to accept the truth.
"But why don't I think I'm the f**king Tribrid you're searching for?" Camille snapped.
Melinda didn't flinch. She had expected this.
"In all seven years, you never mentioned anything about royal blood," Vikron said coldly, lifting his icy gaze to Melinda.
"My apologies, Alpha," she murmured, bowing h
