Unleashed Fury

Celine's POV :

Anger ran through my veins like molten fire as I stormed towards Lycan Calle, my steps fueled by a burning rage. The disbelief and shock on the faces of the queen and the pack members did not deter me. I needed answers, and I needed them now.

Without hesitation, I raised my hand and delivered a resounding slap across Calle's face. The sound echoed through the air, a sharp crack that clearly gave the reflection of my fury. His head jerked to the side, and silence settled like a heavy blanket upon the onlookers.

Alpha Tyrion stood beside me, his presence radiating anger and strength. His low, menacing growl filled the space, a warning to anyone who dared to interfere. I could feel his true support, his primal instincts aligning with my own.

I grabbed Lycan Calle by the collar of his shirt, my grip tight and unyielding. My voice, filled with a combination of pain and seething rage, erupted from within me.

"Why did you kill my mother? Why?" I screamed, my teeth clenching