Lilian’s fury did not ease. She stood with her chest rising and falling heavily, her eyes locked on Tasha like she wanted to rip her apart with her bare hands.
“I hope you are not staying in the same house with us, because if you are, I will make sure you regret it. Every day that you breathe under this roof, I will remind you of who you are and what you did. I will not let you sleep, I will not let you eat in peace, and I will not let you forget the disgrace you brought into this family.”
Tasha flinched at the words. She looked at me, silently begging me to intervene, but Lilian was too far gone in her rage to stop on her own. I had to cut her down before the entire pack saw our family unravel completely in front of them.
“Calm down, Lilian,” I said, my tone deep, commanding, and leaving no room for debate. “Just calm down.”
Her head whipped toward me, and for a second she looked like she wanted to argue, but I stepped forward and held her gaze.
“She isn’t staying here, do you understand me? There is already a house arranged for her, but it is not here. She will not be living under this roof. That is final.”
Lilian’s nostrils flared, and her fists tightened at her sides, but my words hit her hard enough to slow her rage. Her eyes searched my face, daring me to waver, daring me to show weakness, but I stood my ground and let her see the iron in my stare. “Go inside,” I said again. “I will explain everything to you once you are calm. Not here, not like this. Go.”
For a long moment she said nothing. Then she let out a sharp exhale and shook her head, muttering, “Handle her, Damon. For your sake, you had better mean it.”
Lilian’s nostrils flared as she held my gaze, her fists still clenched tight at her sides.
She turned as if she was done, but instead of walking away immediately, her eyes shifted. They slid past me and landed on Lyra, who sat in the car watching all of this unfold with wide, uncertain eyes.
Lilian’s expression changed, not soft but curious, sharp in a different way. Her lips curved into a smile that did not reach her eyes, a smile full of calculation.
“And I will also like to know about this beautiful young girl you brought along with you,” she said, her voice laced with interest that was almost too sweet to be real. “Because something tells me she is not here by accident.”
Lyra blinked, caught off guard, her lips parting as though she wanted to speak but no words came out. Then Lilian left.
I turned hard to face Tasha, and I let my voice carry the kind of authority that left no room for argument. “Follow the guard. He will take you to the house you’ll stay in.”
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