Ava's POV
Nora’s words landed hard.
She smirked, clearly not done, her tone turning sharper, more biting. “Guess you’re not deaf after all. Ava won the Drakoria piano competition when she was ten. If Laura hadn’t bullied her, if she hadn’t made her grandma…”
“Get these troublemakers out of here!” Kingsley’s voice cracked through the room like a whip before Nora could finish.
The moment he signaled, the guards moved in, fast and coordinated, their presence closing around us like a tightening cage.
My wolf lifted its head, unimpressed.
“What?” Nora scoffed, a smirk curling her lips as she faced Laura without an ounce of fear. “Afraid I’ll spill the truth?”
Her eyes locked onto Laura, sharp and unyielding as she walked toward their table.
“What’s wrong, Ms. Stone? Hiding now, like a t
