Victor's POV
I still remembered the sting of silver like it had only happened five minutes ago. The way it sizzled into my skin, burning deep through my muscle.
From that day on, I had to start wearing thick long sleeves because I couldn’t let the others see.
An Alpha with fresh scars and raw skin? It was humiliating, but worse than the pain… was the reason I had them.
I had stood in my father’s office last week. Dimitri didn’t even look up when I entered like he already knew why I was there.
“Father, Selene… she is still in that hut,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady.
He just flipped through papers like I hadn’t spoken.
“She is the Luna,” I continued, louder now. “She should never have been forced to…”
“She is no longer Luna,” he cut in coldly. “She’s an embarrassment.”
