Why wouldn’t she? I wore tight clothes, perfect curls, and sharp makeup. She wore a long white gown, the kind old women favor.
“She’s my—”
“—mistress?” Karina interrupted, her voice trembling.
I smiled softly.
“How dare you laugh at my mother?” her son spat.
“Stay out of this, Dacan! You have no right!” Daniel snapped.
Oh, he didn’t even care much for the son he paraded around as his. Behind the walls of their house, their relationship was broken.
“But you brought your mistress here!” Karina collapses from weakness.
Her son helped her sit down.
“She’s not my mistress,” Daniel slammed his fist on the table. “She’s my right hand now. She’s the one giving me information. She’s a rogue, you know I can’t use another lycan!”
They were both going to die soon. Their sins would catch up to them. This was a punishment that even the moon couldn’t forgive. They could only cheat once, and the price for that was a painful ritual.
While he struggled with his own problems, Devon was already moving behind the scenes, handing over evidence of Daniel’s crimes to the council.