H A I L E Y
"She worked with vampires?" I managed to whisper, the words tasting like ash in my mouth. "Yasmine? But... why?"
The question hung in the air, thick with disbelief. Yasmine's vanity, her desperate attempts to get Dominic's attention, were well known pack gossip. But treason? That was a leap into a darkness I hadn't considered. She was a witch, born and bred of this territory, with the forest's magic in her veins. To turn to those... things... was an inversion of her very nature.
Dominic's face was a carved mask of fury. He looked from the photos to the text message, then to Giovanni. "Power," he said, the word a clipped, bitter shard. "It's always about power. She wanted to be my mate. I refused her, repeatedly. She must have seen an alliance with the vampires as another pat
