Chapter 25: I’m leaving
(Celeste's POV)
The air felt electric, brimming with tension so thick it was hard to breathe. Lucas’s claws dug into my silver-scarred arm, the pressure sending jolts of pain radiating through me.
My skin burned under his grip, but I refused to flinch. Refused to cry out. Refused to show him weakness.
His golden eyes burned with anger, his wolf surging dangerously close to the surface. “What did you do to her?” he snarled, his voice hot with accusation.
I could feel the dominance radiating off him, pressing against me like a storm expecting me to bow.
I met his gaze head-on, even as his claws pressed deeper. “And what exactly do you think I did, Lucas?" My voice didn’t tremble, but it came out low and clipped.
My wolf recoiled from the oppressive weigh
