AMARA’S POV

Odessa had been the witch all along.

I was the one who had been stupid enough to let a witch into our pack. I was the one who let the darkness in.

I was the one who let her steal my crown and my son.

The pain was unbearable.

It clawed at my insides, making me double over and howl in pain. It was a terrible sound, a sound that had every living man in the room flinching. But I did not care. My knees crash to the floor as my arms wrapped around my torso to offer some for ...