***Ella***
"She ran far, shrank into the shadows, wore her talisman again. But even then, my mate still managed to find her. Hunt her. Kill her." His hands curl into fists.
"I should have rejected my mate the moment I felt the bond." His voice is raw now. "I didn’t even know Lavinia had a child—our child—until after she was savagely murdered. One more surviving faerie female had been born into this world, but taken from me before I even knew she existed."
His eyes darken with cold resolve.
"And so, I made my choice. I would destroy this pack. Destroy everyone who looked down on those deemed weak, unworthy—different. This pack that raised a she-wolf who killed an innocent mother out of jealousy."
He exhales slowly, regaining his composure.
"For fifteen years, I searched. I grew strong
