I should’ve known it was coming.
You don’t walk into rogue territory with a past like mine and expect everyone to just bow down to you. You don’t walk into a den of wolves—survivors, fighters, outcasts—and not expect someone to test you. Especially when you’re marked, like I am. Especially when you’ve spent your life running from those who’ve tried to control you.
But when Riven stepped forward, his eyes narrowed, lip curling like he was ready to rip me apart, something inside me snapped.
“You’re just a runaway Luna,” he snarled, his voice low, rough, like a growl. “You don’t lead us.”
I could feel the heat rising in my chest, the anger burning like wildfire. His words weren’t just an insult. They were a challenge.
I had been expecting a challenge, but not like this. Not from someone
