Lawrence’s POV

The gunshot was a thunderclap that shattered my focus. My heart sank as I saw Camilla’s body go limp, dropping to the floor.

"Camilla!" Her name tore from my throat, a primal cry of agony and rage.

Everything around me faded, the chaos of the struggle fading to static. My wolf rushed forward, its wrath propelling every step as I charged for Raymond.

He stood transfixed for a while as if he couldn’t believe what had just happened. The smirk he’d worn earlier faltered, ...