Camille's POV
My eyes burned with hot tears at his accusation. “I didn't kill her!”
His long fingers scraped the edge of the table as he picked up a screw.
“You did! Like a virus, you infected her system and stole her from me!” He gritted his teeth.
“You hate me, don't you?”
“I thought I had stopped hating you. But when the Council's Lordly party was announced, I knew you'd be there, and tonight, seeing you, I realized just how much I hate you!” His voice was brisk, almost clipped.
“And killing your father didn’t change that. The Moon goddess must know it’s probably my destiny to wipe out the stain of that evil from lycan history.”
“You will do nothing of the sort!” I exclaimed, my anger threatening to break loose.
“The gods sealed your fate already by making you wolfless; a proof
