Chapter 18 – A Deal with the Devil
Killian~~
The whiskey swirled slowly in my glass, amber liquid catching the dim light of the moon filtering through the window. I leaned against the cold glass, eyes locked on one sight — her.
Selene.
The little silver wolf that didn't even know how dangerous she was.
I watched as she walked across the courtyard, her face pale but chin held high. Even from this distance, I could see the way the whispers clung to her — the way the other pack members looked at her.
They believed the accusation.
Fools.
The whole fucking pack was a nest of idiots — blinded by fake loyalty and too weak to see the truth even when it was staring them in the face.
Selene… sleeping with another man?
I almost laughed.
If there was one thing I knew about her — even without touching her — it was that she was too pure to ever lower herself to the filth around her.
But they believed it.