Zavian’s POV

I stood there watching Wylder and Selina try to keep up their act. They both looked tense, as if they expected me to panic. I didn’t feel anything close to fear.

Wylder raised his chin and said he would expose everything to the pack elders. Selina stood beside him, clutching his arm as if she had the right to demand something from me. I just looked at them and kept my voice flat.

“If you want to tell them, then go ahead,” I said. Their eyes widened, but I didn’t stop. “You can say whatever you want.”

They froze. Selina blinked, confused. Wylder’s mouth opened a little, shocked...