Chapter 267: Start Talking
Lennox’s POV
"They cut it off. Thinking it was Olivia’s dead body. And then... Gabriel had it placed at your border, for you three to see."
Rage like nothing I’d ever felt before surged through me. My wolf growled inside my head, demanding I rip Damien apart right there. But I held myself back.
Damien kept talking like he couldn’t see we were seconds from tearing him apart.
"I told Olivia I would only help her escape Gabriel if she agreed to have a change of face... and act as my wife."
My jaw clenched. My fists curled so tightly, I felt my nails pierce skin.
"She agreed," he went on, almost casually. "The plan was simple. Take her in as my wife so the council would stop pressuring me to marry—while I still continued my search for Sofia." He cast a quick glance at Sofia, who was now sitting silently on the couch, shoulders shaking as she sobbed quietly.
"My plan would’ve worked," he added coldly. "If not for the threats I started receiving. That’s why I brought her here... and well, I believe you know the rest."
A heavy silence filled the room. No one spoke. No one moved. Until I did. I took a slow, threatening step forward, my eyes locked on him with pure, blistering hate.
"You’re evil," I said coldly. "You didn’t just trick us. You didn’t just rip her away from us..."
My breath came out ragged.
"You made her reject us."