The air was thick with tension, every wolf in the packhouse staring, waiting for the fallout. Their gazes flickered between Asher and me, their breaths bated, their instincts sharp enough to sense the storm about to break.
But none of them knew what was coming.
None of them had any idea.
I stood at the center of it all, my heart steady, my hands loose at my sides. Asher was right in front of me, rigid with barely restrained fury, his jaw clenched so tight I thought it might snap.
“You lied to me.”
His voice was quieter than I expected. Too calm. The kind of calm that comes right before something violent.
I smiled. Just a little. Just enough to let him know that I wasn’t afraid.
“No,” I murmured. “I destroyed you.”
A growl ripped through him, low and guttural, the sound vibrating th
