Michael's pov

Even when the courtyard was empty, the sound of the slap could still be heard. The rogues confirmed that it was two slaps, and rumors spread to every corner. By the time I forced my way through a group of men debating patrols, the whispers had united into a single narrative: something in the pack had changed, Selene had hit Matilda, and Matilda had struck back.

Until I saw her, I didn't stop.

I felt something dangerously old tighten inside of me.

I kept a steady pace. ...