Chloe stood at the threshold, her long, dark hair cascading over her shoulders, a smirk playing on her lips. Her presence radiated confidence, and despite the tense atmosphere, she seemed unfazed by Jasper's fury.
"Nice to meet you too, Alpha," she replied coolly, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
Valentina's heart raced. "Chloe, what are you doing here?" she asked again.
Chloe stepped into the room, her gaze sweeping over the gathered werewolves. "Oh, just checking on my brother's little girlfriend."
Valentina held back a sob at the mention of Lucian. "Oh, Chloe…I am so sorry. I couldn't save Lucian when they attacked him with a stake."
Chloe's expression turned mocking. "I know, Valentina," she said gently. "I swear, Lucian's taste in women is absolutely terrible. You are not the first woman to get him killed."
Valentina felt tears prick in her eyes. "What…"
"It wasn't her fault, you witch!" Ronan growled.