Chapter 82

DANE'S POV

Ivar stormed through the doors, his face set in grim determination. “We’ve found out who is behind the attack,” he announced. I spun around to face him, my anger barely contained.

My emotions surged as I glanced back at Astrid, who lay motionless and unconscious in the bed, her pale face a stark contrast to the crisp white sheets.

“Finally! Who did this?” I demanded, my voice rising in a thunderous shout. “Who poisoned my Luna?” My heart pounded with a mix of fear and fury as I awaited an answer.

“Is it Edmond?” I asked, my eyes blazing with suspicion.

“That despicable villain?” I glared at Ivar, hoping desperately for confirmation. But Ivar shook his head slowly, his expression serious and unyielding.

“Speak, Ivar! Don’t test my patience,” I demanded, my voice edged with frustration.

“Was it Edmond? That scheming old man—he can’t confront me directly, so he targets my mate? She was poisoned, Ivar, and I won’t let this go unanswered. So tell me, who had the audacity to h