Just when I thought I finally had control… life reminded me how easily everything can slip through my fingers.
I'd been too sure of myself. Too sure that this second chance was enough for me to crush Camilla and walk out of the mess she created. But the truth waiting underneath my plans was so much darker quiet, patient, like something hiding beneath deep water… watching… waiting.
That's when it sank in.
Camilla's goal was never just me.
Ending my life was only one step she needed. A small step. To her, I had always been nothing more than a piece she moved whenever she felt like it. Her hunger reached far past jealousy or revenge it reached into things that shaped the entire pack.
If I hadn't come back, I would've died without ever knowing. I would've left this world thinking she acted out of rage. Thinking she was just a sister who went too far. I would've never seen the truth.
That thought made every inch of my skin tighten.
She wasn't just clever. She was dangerous.
