Rihanna’s POV

Lana was crazy. I tried to calm her down.

Camilla stomped into the room where I was changing, holding a towel and wearing a frown. I slowly took the towel from her with a grin.

“I’m sorry, okay? It’s my wolf. She has been waiting for someone to snap a neck, and Jonah seemed available,” I tried to defend myself.

She shook her head. “Last I remember, you taunted him about being scared of you, and that pushed him to agree to the duel.”

I ...