CELINE’S POV
The words cut deeper than claws.
“So now you have started sneaking away from me? And that too with him?” Seraphina’s voice was brittle, her hurt clear, but underneath it… I caught something sharper. Something ugly.
I froze, guilt and fear tangling inside me. “No, Sera, that’s not it. I was going to tell you.” My voice cracked, desperate for her to believe me.
Her eyes glistened, but they narrowed all the same. “Tell me what? That you are the new plaything of Tristan?” The venom in her tone left me staggering.
Plaything.
That’s what she thought of me? That’s what she reduced me to?
Before I could defend myself, a sound vibrated through the air, low and dangerous. A growl.
It came from Tristan. His eyes darkened, his wolf surfacing. His entire frame tensed as if the insu
