New found purpose

Denera

“Bruno…” Sevyn, my wolf finally spoke.

I blinked several times, my breath catching in my throat as I stared into the piercing gaze of Bruno. He looked as if he had seen a ghost, and I knew the expression mirrored my own.

"What is he doing here?" Sevyn's voice growled, the anger and disbelief vivid. "After all he's done, he dares to show his face?"

I felt the tension coiling within me, a mix of shock, fear, and resentment. Bruno, the man who had so callously rejected me and banished me from his pack, stood mere feet away, his eyes locked onto mine with an unreadable intensity.

"This can't be happening," I whispered, my fingers trembling as I gripped the bouquet of flowers in my hands. "He has no right to be here."

Sevyn's growling rose, her presence in my mind a constant reminder of the pain and humiliation I endured at Bruno's hands. "We should tear him apart, Denera. Make him pay for what he's done."

I swallowed hard, my gaze shifting to the familiar face of Freya, my cousin