Chapter 184
Annalise
They were looking at me like I was a curse.
I had never seen such rage in their eyes. Not even on the battlefield. And I had seen them there—covered in blood, eyes glowing with feral fury, tearing through enemies like shadows in a warzone. But this? This was something else entirely.
It wasn’t the fury of warriors.
It was the fury of men betrayed.
My mates.
All of them were standing before me like I’d torn their hearts out and left them bleeding. And maybe I had. Maybe I did.
I could barely breathe. My legs felt like they were sinking into the forest floor, the air thick with unsaid words and explosive emotion. I felt stripped bare, exposed in every way possible. Their gazes pierced through me—no longer filled with affection or the silent pull of fate, but with
