Ava’s POV
Victor's expression hardened into stone. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a black card. The same one I had left behind.
He set it on the table between us.
"Keep this," he said. "Buy what you need. If it's not enough, let me know."
For a moment, I only stared at the card.
Money… that was all he ever offered. As if silver and paper could mend broken bonds or wash blood from guilty hands.
My wolf bared her teeth.
Throw it at him.
But before I could move, Victor turned and walked toward the door.
I snatched the black card off the table and hurled it at his back. It struck the wall beside the door and clattered to the floor.
"Victor, are you deaf?" I shouted, my voice ragged with fury. "We're done. I never want to see you again for the rest of my life!"
He paused f
