Claire’s Pov

The night air was cool and crisp on my skin as I stepped outside the pack house. My thoughts were still very much tangled from the dinner. Audrey’s barbs had cut deeper than I care to admit, and the silence that followed her numerous questions was wild.

The highlight of the evening for me was the fact that Darien, with all his strength and presence, had failed to truly defend me when I needed him the most.

I couldn’t help shake the humiliation, the ...