Chapter 202
- Third Person’s POV
- Lady Duskcliff didn’t care anymore that her silk robes were torn, her hair wild, or that she looked like a deranged she-wolf dragged through mud. Her eyes burned with desperation as she cried out, “Alpha Duskgrave, that woman is nothing but a cunning little viper! Five years ago, she was just eighteen—and already she tried to kill our daughter!”
- Her voice cracked with rage.