Betrayal burns hotter than any blade.
We found Jenna in her dorm room. Packing. Preparing to run before anyone could confront her about the leaked information.
But Caleb had been watching. Had made sure she couldn't leave campus without us knowing.
When we entered, she froze. Suitcase half-full. Laptop already wiped. Evidence of her guilt written all over her face.
"Elara," she said quietly. "I can explain."
"Can you? Because I'd love to hear how you explain selling me out to someone who just tried to murder me."
Through the bond, I felt Darius's presence behind me. Silent. Watchful. His wolf simmering with barely restrained anger.
He'd wanted to tear through Jenna the moment we discovered her betrayal. Had to be physically restrained by Caleb and me. Convinced to let me handle this my way.
But his patience was wearing thin.
"I didn't know he was going to try to kill you," Jenna said. "I swear. He just wanted information. Said he needed to understand you better."
