Camilla’s POV
Of course he hadn’t changed!
But what did I even expect? I must have been delusional to think he would instantly turn into a new man after that apology.
I walked faster, chest heaving. I didn’t slow until I was outside, dragging in the cool air like it was medicine to the open wound in my chest. Then I headed for the porch, my thoughts a tangle of fury and disbelief.
Arthur had always shoved his opinions down my throat, never caring how I felt. And now Malakai… my new mate… was doing the same. His reasons might be different, even noble, but it still left me feeling small, voiceless. And I hated it.
I wanted to think for myself. To be allowed to make decisions, especially when it was my life on the line.
Reaching the porch, I sank into a chair and buried my face in my pa
