Maisie
The silence that followed my words was suffocating.
My heart slammed against my ribs like it wanted to escape. I needed to leave. Right now. I couldn't stand in this room with them for another second. I wasn't their wife. I wasn't their princess. I wanted nothing from them.
I took a step back, muscles coiled tight, ready to bolt.
Jericho was the first to speak. There was a dark edge to his voice, but his expression was calm. Too calm.
"Is that what you really want, malyshka?"
My heart jolted but I locked down on it, raising my chin with resolve. "Yes."
Something flickered across their faces. Four pair of eyes honed in on me sharply, pinning me to the spot. An oppressive, violent energy rose in the air. It felt like a pissing contest and battle of wills.
I didn't back down. It didn't matter if my body and my Lycan was against the very idea of separation. This was my choice to make. And I would take it. This was how I took my life back.
