Chapter 100

VALERIA’S POV Elijah was right. Whatever happened at the arena, Magnar had it coming. It wasn’t my fault—not completely. He had challenged me. Provoked me. And he knew exactly what kind of risk came with sparring against someone like me. It wasn’t like I had set out to actually hurt him beyond repair. I gave him chances to backout from the fight but he didn’t. He should have been more prepared, or at least smart enough to walk away when he had the chance. And yet, even though I told myself all of this over and over again, I couldn’t shake the feeling that maybe—just maybe—I had taken it too far. Maybe I should have pulled back a little. Maybe I shouldn’t have let my emotions fuel the fight the way they did. I pushed those thoughts aside. Maybe I was feeling this way because of the bond. Magnar would be off my back for a while now, and that was all that mattered. I needed space from him. And I needed to stop letting him get under my skin. I told Elijah about the upcoming annual pack par