The Tyrant Lycan's Ruined Omega
All those years of being treated like I didn't matter, like my voice didn't count.
The rage came out of nowhere, so intense my fingers trembled.
"Say that again," I growled, closing the distance between us.
Freya tilted her head up, that smug little smirk playing on her lips. "What? That you're nothing but secondhand trash?" She let out a mean laugh. "Face it, Ravenna, you'll never measure up to me. You're just some charity case he took in because he felt bad."
My hand moved before I could stop it.