He continued. "Then I'll have silver-laced champagne ready for her. The silver will weaken her wolf enough that she won't remember anything. Halfway through the gathering, Harry will find her in one of the upstairs rooms with some wolves I hired."
Mia gasped. "You're going to frame her?"
"She'll be too drugged and silver-poisioned to know what's happening. Harry will make sure there are photos. By the end of the night, everyone will believe Olivia Grant betrayed her mate at a gathering celebrating her sister's pregnancy."
"That's brilliant," Mia breathed. "Everyone will think she's the villian."
"Exactly. Breaking the bond right there will be justified, and she'll get nothing." James's voice dripped with satisfaction.
My heart pounded so hard I thought it would burst through my chest. My wolf snarled viciously in my mind.
He was going to drug me with silver, frame me, and destroy everything.
Their moans filled the silence again. I backed away from the car slowly, careful not to make a sound. My hand was bleeding where I had bitten it, but I didn't feel it.
All I could feel was devastation, heartbreak, and my wolf's pain.