After hearing Grandma's words, I went completely silent.
For as long as I could remember, she had always been the one who treated me with the most kindness. In that house full of cold faces and quiet cruelty, she had been the only warm place I could run to.
I used to think she was the most selfless soul in the Morrigans pack. I thought she had spent her whole life giving everything to this family while staying kind even to outsiders.
But now, everything felt different.
I thought about Yael's twisted nature, about the messy bond between Vito and Whitney, about Amber breaking down because of Dominic, and even about Wisteria becoming someone I could barely recognize.
All of it traced back to the past.
To Grandma.
Could I really say I was blameless? Could I say the entire Blackwell pack was guilty while we were innocent? The Morrigans' shadow had been hanging over them for years, poisoning everything.
