Skye’s P.O.V.
I paced back and forth across the living room floor, my muscles coiled with tension, the air around me crackling with barely restrained fury. I couldn’t seem to stop moving, my legs driven by an energy I couldn’t release. My inner wolf, Cooper, raged inside me like a caged beast, snarling with murderous intent. Every step felt like a battle for control. Lila stood in the doorway, watching me with wide eyes, her fingers twisting nervously around the edge of the letter. Her words echoed in my head, each one more infuriating than the last.
"I got a letter, Skye. They're making me pay for the wedding… a wedding that never even happened."
Her voice had been trembling when she first told me, small and shaky, like she was trying to make herself smaller, trying not to let the inju
