The man stood in front of Selene as though he had all the time in the world.
She didn’t like the way he looked at her.
It wasn’t the way men usually looked at the future Luna of Mooncrest.
There was no respect in his eyes.
Only calculation.
“You said you can help me,” Selene said.
“I can.”
“Then tell me how.”
He reached inside his coat and pulled out an old piece of parchment.
Selene hesitated before taking it.
“What is this?”
“Something your Alpha should have shown you a long time ago.”
She unfolded it.
The writing was faded, but one sentence was still clear.
When the forbidden Luna rises, blood will stain the throne.
Selene’s stomach tightened.
“What does this mean?”
The man stepped closer.
“It means the moment Liana becomes Luna, your life as you know it ends.”
Selene
