Lenora
The night before the blood-moon ceremony, I could not sleep.
I lay on my narrow bed and listened to the river and thought about everything that could go wrong, in the methodical way I thought about medicine: list the complications, plan for each one, accept that some outcomes cannot be controlled.
Complications: Cassian had warned Marcelline. The timeline was compressed. Harlan was terrified. Senna had never spoken publicly before. The pack's mood was unknown — they had been living with the story of Lenora Vale the traitor for two years. Revision was difficult. People resisted it because it meant confronting what they had accepted.
And Bramwell.
Bramwell was a complication too — not because I doubted him, but because I was beginning not to doubt him, which was its own kind of d
