Victor's POV
I opened my mouth to answer, but she stepped forward before I could speak.
“Alpha Victor,” she said loud enough for people nearby to turn their heads. “You were the one who chose Camilla. You made me leave.” Her words were sharp and honest. There was no shaking in her voice, no sadness either.
Roland, who was standing beside me, shifted awkwardly, clearly feeling the tension between us. He patted my shoulder.
“You two… should maybe go talk in private,” he whispered before quickly slipping away.
But I couldn’t move. I was too drawn in.
Selene was standing right in front of me. Her eyes full of fire. Her dress hugging her curves. Her hair glowing under the soft lights. I couldn’t look away.
“You look beautiful tonight,” I said without thinking, my voice rough. “I’ve neve
