I lay in his arms, each breath tasting of blood and snow—he was the one who slaughtered my entire clan. The silver blade was within reach, his throat just inches from my revenge. 
But he opened his eyes, those silver-gray depths locking onto my knife. The silver burned my palm as he pinned me beneath him, forcing bitter moonbane down my throat. His fingers traced the "traitor" brand seared into my chest. "Scars fade," he whispered. That tenderness cut deeper than any hatred ever could.

 Loving the Alpha Who Killed My Pack 

Sophia's POV
The biting wind cuts through my skin like silver blades as I wake up in the snow. My body aches everywhere, and for a moment I can't remember how I got here.
'God, I was so wrong. So fucking wrong about everything.'
Ethan was my real fiancé. My childhood friend who taught me to shift...

Chapter 10