Claire's POV
When we got home, I bent to change my shoes at the entrance. Liam immediately stepped behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist.
"Don't touch me!" I flinched away as if electrocuted, my face twisted in disgust like I had touched something vile. I refused to hide my feelings from him any longer.
I noted that Liam's expression tightened with hurt, but I didn’t regret my reaction. It was honest. More honest than he was.
He followed me inside, pulling out his phone as he walked.
"Claire, I know what Breanne did was wrong. I already tore into her. I promise that it won't happen again—I swear. Next time? I'll banish her from the Sterling Moon pack and let her rot on her own."
I paused, surprised. So he knew it was her the entire time, but still came and defended her?
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