Thea’s face drained of color, her heart-rhythm faltering.
Behind the screen, Theo walked out slowly, his presence expanding until the room felt small. Victoria seized the opportunity to sow discord, her voice dripping with manipulative venom.
"Mr. Sanchez! You must look past this beauty-mask and see my sister’s true, black-hearted nature. She is an evil creature who can be so ruthless to the male she once shared a bond with. One day, she will surely turn her fangs on you, her own benefactor!"
Thea felt as if her protective pelt had been ripped away, exposing her scars and her sins to the light. She felt lost, a stray wolf caught in a trap, her gaze fixed anxiously on Theo.
She had always tried to guide Theo toward the light, teaching him the honor code of the pack. But what of herself?
