***Sylvia’s POV***
I lock the heavy basement door behind me, the sound of the latch clicking into place echoing in the dimly lit corridor.
My fingers tremble slightly as I turn away, my heart pounding against my ribcage. Did Liam just say what I think he did?
That Camilla is their mate, and she is capable of getting them under control. I knew she was their mate but hearing him say it was like piercing a dagger to my chest.
My fingers grip the railing so tightly it almost hurts, my nails digging into the wood. I can feel my own pulse throbbing in my temples, the rush of blood surging through my veins.
How could Liam suggest something so absurd? I told him I'd inform her, but that was a lie. I’d rather they rage and kill everyone in the pack than call that girl to control them. How cou
