Chapter 25

Ronan’s POV

I recoiled as her hand struck my cheek, the force turning my head sharply to the side. I didn’t dare strike back. Under normal circumstances, anyone else would be lying unconscious on the floor, but this was different—terribly different.

“You’re such a fucking idiot!” she spat, her glare sharper than any blade. I remained silent as she continued. “You’re the reason she’s suffering! Look at what the poor girl is going through—all because of you, Ronan!”

“How the hell is this my fault?” I snapped. “How is it my fucking fault?!”

‘Are you seriously asking that, genius?!’ Noctyr’s mocking voice echoed in my mind, reveling in my discomfort. He loved this reprimand almost as much as she did.

“Because if you had accepted her as your Luna—treated her like the one destined for you—if you had loved and respected her, no one would have dared to lay a hand on her, whether you were there or not!” She exhaled sharply, every word laced with pain and