Selene pov
The council chambers rose from the eastern ridge like a scar carved into stone. Ancient. Cold. Unforgiving.The last time I had walked through those gates, iron had been around my wrists. I had been dragged, and accused of unthinkable things. My sorrows had been ignored and I was treated like a witch and called a witch despite the fact that I was kidnapped by a wolf who was using magic to control me. It seemed to me that the council members picked and chose what was acceptable and what was not. It seemed they had favouritism when it came to disciplining anyone in the kingdom. My greatest sin had been to be mated to Dante. Even that wasn’t a decision that I had made for myself, Steven was the one who handed me over to him hoping that I would get killed.
The last time I was here
