Audrey’s POV
The celebration stretched deep into the night, but I barely noticed.
I stood close to Luke, pretending to enjoy the feast while the pack watched us. My smile was forced, my mind far away.
Everything had changed.
The bond made me one of them, but I knew it came with a price. The elders would never let me rise without a fight.
Mira leaned against a nearby tree, her sharp eyes scanning the crowd. Aiden sat at a table, pretending to drink but always watching. They were waiting—just like me.
Luke leaned close to my ear, his voice low. "They’re testing you."
I didn’t flinch. "I know."
His gaze flicked toward the elders sitting across the clearing. "They want to see if you’ll fall in line or fight back."
I exhaled slowly. "Then we give them exactly what they’re not expecting
