Zayne’s POV
My Mate, My Moon, My Forever:
The moon was high, too bright, like it wanted to see everything.
That should have been my first warning.
Alan’s voice cut through the courtyard like a blade. “Enough lies.”
Natalie’s friend, Lia, was on her knees, her hands bound in silver chains, her body shaking so hard I thought she might collapse.
Her scent was wrong, fear, guilt, panic tangled together. A scent I had learned never to ignore.
“I didn’t mean for it to happen this way,” she cried out, looking at Natalie with wild eyes. “Please, Nat. Tell them I would never betray the pack.”
Natalie took a step forward, then stopped. Her face crumpled. Tears slid down her cheeks, but she didn’t speak.
Because the truth was already standing between us.
Alan turned to me. “We intercepted
