The pain of rejection tore through Killian's chest, a searing, white-hot agony that felt as though someone had driven a blade straight through his heart. His wolf howled in protest, fighting against the bond that was being severed, but Killian forced himself to endure every second of it.
His jaw remained tightly clenched, his fists curled at his sides, and his eyes stayed fixed on Daisy, silently urging her to accept his rejection and leave him alone.
'Ravyn is lucky,' Daeva purred inside Daisy's mind, its voice carrying a seductive yet poisonous satisfaction. 'You were born to be a Luna after all, and now we'll rule the Shadow Pack instead.'
Daisy clung to those words, desperate to find a way out of the predicament she had created for herself. She was willing to hold on to anything that could prevent her banishment, anything that might save her from being cast out and losing the comfortable life she had fought so hard to maintain.
