“I am sorry, my little one,” I whispered, my tears falling onto the stone. “I should have kept you safe. I should have seen the truth.”
“You will not fade,” I vowed, my voice trembling with grief and fury. “They took you from me, Sven. But I will make them answer for it. Every one of them.”
I rose slowly, wiping my tears as something dark settled inside me.
Razen called me powerless.
Not anymore.
He was about to learn how wrong he was.
Nivella's POV
The moment I returned to the pack estate, I went straight to Razen’s study. It was the one place he always kept off limits, saying it held matters of power and territory that I should not touch.
I pushed the door open and stepped inside. My eyes moved across the room, alert. Then something caught my attention. A steel safe hidden behind a tall shelf.
I stared at it for a moment, then walked closer. The lock glowed faintly under the dim light. I thought for a second before entering Navielle’s birthday.
A soft click followed. It opened.
A bitter sound left my lips. So he used her birthday as the code, while he could barely recall mine, always forgetting my birth day and our mating anniversary.