Chapter 7 "And..." the beta added, "Luna whispered something when she left... that she would never come back here again." "Maybe... maybe she was just saying it out of anger?" In that moment, Damian went completely numb. Was Norah really never coming back? He stumbled, collapsing onto the couch. He called her over ten times, desperate, frantic, but all he got was the cold, mechanical voice of voicemail. In the past, no matter how upset Norah had been with him, she'd never ignored him for long. She'd never left him without a word, never shut him out like this, not even giving him a chance to explain. A deep, gnawing dread settled into Damian's chest. He looked around the house. All traces of her were gone. The paired slippers, their wedding photo, the full set of anniversary gifts he'd given her...everything that spoke of Norah was gone. "Where is everything? Did Luna... take them with her?" A glimmer of hope sparked in Damian's chest. Could it be... Norah couldn't bear to leave behind the memories they'd shared? But the beta simply pointed to the garden. "Luna burned them herself. By the time I went out, there was nothing left but ash." Damian slumped against the sofa, his whole body drained. He couldn't hold it in any longer. Grabbing his jacket, he headed for the door, only for Quinn to barge in with a pouty face. "Damian, my face is still swollen. You're really cruel, you know that?" She glanced around the pack house, eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "See? What did I tell you? Norah's finally making room for me." That smug, triumphant face made Damian's stomach churn. He didn't know why, but she suddenly looked... disgusting. This wasn't the Quinn he thought he knew. Chapter 7 6.25% Sure, she loved pranks, but she'd always been nice to Norah. She used to come over and keep her company, act sweet. When had she become this... spiteful? So cruel? Damian clenched his fists, barely suppressing the fury burning in his gut. "I'll give you three seconds," he growled, "Get the hell out of my house." Quinn's stubborn streak kicked in. "No." "Norah's gone, isn't she? This pack house, this whole pack, needs a Luna. Who else could it be but me?" Damian closed his eyes briefly. When he opened them, all that was left was a hollow, humorless laugh. So that's what it was. The girl he once saw as sweet and innocent had been playing a long game all along. She'd used those so-called jokes to drive Norah into despair, one blow at a time, until Norah had no choice but to leave. And Quinn? She waited for the moment to take her place. All this time, he'd been the fool. The one betrayed. The one used like a weapon. That realization shattered something in him. His hand shot out, grabbing Quinn by the throat. His vision blurred with rage, and his wolf roared inside him. "Do you have any idea what you've done? Norah is gone because of you! You, you manipulative bitch!" Quinn clawed at his wrist, face turning bright red, her voice barely a rasp. "L-Let go... are you trying to kill me...?" Damian's grip only tightened, eyes filled with hatred. Why? Why had she pushed Norah away? Why had she driven away his mate he truly loved? Quinn clawed harder, eyes wide with disbelief. This was the same man who had once cherished her; how could he now be crushing the life from her? It wasn't until her body went limp, her eyes fluttering closed from lack of oxygen, that Damian snapped out of it and let go. Nearby, the beta servant quickly reached out through mind-link to summon the pack doctor. But Damian didn't so much as glance Quinn's way. Chapter 7 6.25% His voice was cold and sharp as steel. "Find Norah. I don't care how. Use whatever it takes. If you don't, don't bother coming back." When my father learned that Damian had been unfaithful, he clenched his jaw in fury.