Chapter Twenty-Eight.
Vania’s POV.
For a while, Sebastian didn’t say a word, he just stood there staring at me with a weird look in his eyes. Like he was searching for the right words to say.
“You think I’d let you and that unfortunate brother of yours humiliate me twice?” His voice dropped lower, a dangerous tremor clung to the edges. “You’re mine, Vania. The moon chose you for me. The pack chose you for me.” He grabbed my arm, yanking me close.
Every inch of me dreaded what he would do. Regardless of how much hatred was burning through me and giving me enough confidence to talk back at him, I knew Sebastian was a dangerous man to mess with.
He murdered his own wife and child in cold blood for his lover, he’d do even worse to a woman that wasn’t his Luna.
“And I don’t let go of what
