CHAPTER 59
STORM’s POV:
Ava stood by the door, her hands trembling as tears pooled in her eyes, a distant look in her glossy gaze.
“Leave!” Lucien growled at her, standing up from the bed and blocking her view of me with his naked body. I gathered the sheets against my body, shame gripping my chest in a chokehold.
Ava's voice was laced with venom as she spat out a single, icy word: “No.”
“No?” Lucien reiterated as though he hadn't heard her correctly.
“No,” she retorted back, her sharp hazel eyes landing on me. Resentment, disdain, loathing, hatred, malice. All those emotions shone on her face as she glared at me with murderous intent. Her eyes switched from black to hazel. Her wolf fighting for dominance. For control.
“I need you to leave right this instant before I'm forced to
