Jennifer
The lost daughter of the Queen.
When the truth hit the Ironwood Pack, the courtyard outside the North Tower flooded with people. The same wolves who had thrown rotten fruit at me, who had mocked my face and stolen my rations, were now kneeling in the mud, begging for my forgiveness.
I didn't open the door.
The silver seal was still peeling away, and every layer cost me blood. Sebastian stayed by my bed for three days. He changed my bandages himself and kept everyone out.
Colin knelt outside for all three days.
When the rain stopped, the ground was pure sludge. He knelt in it anyway, his Alpha aura a chaotic, fractured mess. Every time my bond with Sebastian solidified a fraction more, Colin's rejection backlash spiked.
The Moon Goddess's laws were brutal, but they were fair
