Nick POV
Mariah’s voice was hoarse, but her words hit like a bomb.
“Mila planned it all. She sent someone to poison me. She wanted me dead.”
The air in the hospital room thickened instantly. Every breath turned heavy. My heart stuttered, then roared to life.
“She what?” Taylor growled, stepping forward.
Mariah’s hand tightened around mine. Her body was still weak, bruised, but there was a fire in her eyes now — sharp and unflinching.
“She told him to make it painful,” she said. “She wanted me to suffer. Then she’d step in and try to comfort Nick, so that he can choose her as his Chosen Luna.”
Rose cursed under her breath. “That psycho always had her eye on you, Nick.”
“He did date her at some point,” Logan says, and Nick growls.
“I wouldn’t call that dating,” Rose says with a huff
