Bellamy:
It was right in front of me. The footage. The last time anyone had seen Genevieve. She had her father on her back as she came to my pack and begged for help. My muscles stretched, heat rushing from deep within me.
“That is—,” Wolvin thundered, his anger casting a dark shadow on the bright living room.
“Your warriors mistreated her,” Emre grunted, almost like a threat, as if I needed to punish my warriors. But it wasn’t just that. There was more to the story.
“She looked so helpless and lonely,” Caspian’s voice cracked before he forced a steady one. “Your freaking girlfriend hurt her so much,” he yelled, and I closed my eyes.
Not because of Ariel, but because of myself. I had left that day to look for her, and in that hurry, I forgot to strip Ariel of her power. But I had want
