Chapter 150

Giselle

Linnea stood a few steps away, silent and trembling. She did not dare interrupt me. She knew exactly what kind of person I was beneath the mask, and she knew better than to speak when my temper reached this point.

I ran a hand through my hair, trying to steady myself, though the fury inside me refused to settle down.

“I can tolerate my brothers’ betrayal,” I said through clenched teeth. “