Mariam's POV
I couldn’t believe what my eyes were seeing.
It was Lady Hilda. She was alive and speaking to me, illuminated by the fire that Luna Emma was trying to explain she hadn’t caused.
“But no… it’s not possible. I saw you, I saw your body,” I said, as images of the scene at the house of the woman standing before me played through my mind, trying to make sense of it all. “I recognized you. How is this possible?”
Lady Hilda approached, her human form even frailer than I remembered.
“It was necessary, Mariam, I’m so sorry. I wished I didn’t have to deceive you all, but when I recognized you, when I confirmed your lycan lineage, everyone in the pack began to be in danger,” Lady Hilda turned, her pupils flickering as they faced the glow of the fire that continued to consume the orph
