Helena's POV
Fury and regret course through my blood like liquid fire, burning hotter than any silver wound. The audacity of him showing up now, expecting forgiveness after everything he put me through.
My feet carry me toward the pack house with determined strides. Behind me, I can hear Patrick and Asher keeping pace, their footsteps a steady reminder that I'm not alone in this mess. Victor vanished the moment my conversation with Leo ended, and that absence gnaws at me more than I want to admit.
What if he's furious that I even listened to what Leo had to say?
Aria snarls in my mind. "You spend too much energy worrying about that demon."
Her dismissive tone makes my spine stiffen. "He's one of my mates, isn't he?"
"So is Leo," she reminds me with that infuriating smugness she gets.
I let out a bitter laugh with each step. "He destroyed us."
