Nyx's POV
"You should have died instead of him." Each word was deliberate, chosen to inflict maximum damage. "He was an Alpha. A leader. Someone worth saving. And you're just..." He gestured at me with disgust. "You're just his coward daughter who let him die and then sold herself to his killer."
"That's enough!" Mother's voice cracked like a whip. "Finn Marcus Silverlake, that is ENOUGH!"
But the damage was done and I stood there shaking while Finn's words echoed in my head.
Coward. Too late. Should have died instead.
"Time's up." Warrick's voice cut through the cell like a blade and I'd almost forgotten he was there, forgotten he'd been watching this entire brutal exchange.
He grabbed my arm. "We're leaving."
"No, please, just another minute. Finn, please, listen to me—" I pulled
