Kill This Love
He lunged for me, hands outstretched.
“No! You can’t swear to anyone else! You’re mine—you’ve always been mine!”
Before I could move, William stepped forward, shielding me. His voice was calm, but steel edged every word.
“Enough, Andrew. This is the Moon Goddess Rite. The whole pack is watching. Evelyn has chosen—and she chose me.”
Andrew snarled, trembling with fury.
“You? You think you’re worthy to take what’s mine?”
A sharp crack split the air as the Elder slammed his staff against the stone floor. Flames leapt, shadows shuddered. The hall fell silent.