Chapter 97

Victor's POV

Abel didn’t flinch, only squared his shoulders, his eyes steady on mine. “I don’t know exactly, Alpha. But I know very well that a new crisis is already brewing in the shadows because of Camilla.”

I ran my hand over my jaw, feeling the rough scrape of my stubble. My head felt too full at that moment.

“She never stops,” I muttered quietly.

Abel said nothing. He didn’t have to.

My mind drifted to all the ways she had twisted my world. My deepest regret, the one that never let me sleep, was how many times I had actually hurt Selene because of Camilla. And she had played her part so perfectly. Always looking up at me with big eyes full of tears and lies.

I could still remember the first time she went to my mother and sister, holding that stupid gold necklace and swearing she had seen Selene slip it from her dresser. My mother’s face had gone red with rage, and my sister had spat at Selene’s feet. I… I, too, had believed her.

When Selene tried to defend herself, I told her to