His gaze faltered for a moment before hardening. "It’s not what it looks like.”
“Oh?” My voice shook, my control slipping. “So you’re not sleeping with her? Not betraying our vows?”
“She needed me,” he said defensively. “She’s been struggling ever since she came to the pack, and I—”
“You what?” I stepped forward, my wolf surging. "Decided to comfort her by screwing her?”
“Lilian, calm down,” he said, his tone soft, patronizing.
Claire’s laugh was a spark to my simmering fury. "Don’t blame him, Luna. He just needed someone who could give him the attention you’ve been too distracted to provide."
My vision blurred as I turned to her, my voice a low, dangerous growl. "Say one more word, and I’ll rip your throat out."
Her smirk faltered, but she stepped back, her eyes gleaming with victory. She wanted to win, but I wouldn’t let her see me crumble. "Get out.”
She hesitated.
"Now!" My power rippled, and she scurried away, though not without a parting glance of triumph.
The silence after her departure was deafening.
“Lilian—” Mason began, stepping toward me.
"Don’t." My voice cracked, but my resolve didn’t. "Don’t come near me."