Camilla's sudden appearance unsettled me more than I wanted to admit.
I leaned against Lewis and said quietly, "I've always felt Camilla's cruelty toward Grandma was too extreme. No one acts like that without deep hatred. From the way she spoke tonight, it sounds like the Morrigans may have wronged her in the past."
Her anger didn't feel staged. It wasn't for show. She wasn't acting for sympathy. It came from somewhere real.
Lewis tightened his grip around my hand, his thumb brushing against my skin in slow circles. The contact steadied me.
"If they're targeting the Morrigans," he said calmly, "then we must make sure your identity remains hidden. You are not just anyone. You're my mate."
"I don't plan to reveal who I am," I replied. "But Camilla's secret is already spreading. And with everything happening to the Hales, it's time to confront the Morrigans. There are things we need answers to."
