Chapter Twenty-Three
“Justyn” I whispered his name as he stood before me, watching my every move. I could feel Ronan tense beside me as he observed the situation. Justyn reeked of burnt coal as he denounced his pack in front of everyone in the clearing. His eyes locked onto mine the whole time. I didn’t know what to say or how to react. Ned accepted his withdrawal quite quickly, but not surprised. They may have spoken about this, which leads me to wonder if this was a trap? Were they using Justyn as a spy?
I watched as he made his way through his old pack towards me, kneeling down fully submitting. “Luna, please accept me as your warrior, I pledge to hold your honor, and risk my life for yours. Allow me to stay by your side.” I stiffened as Ronan’s low growl rumbled through him, he didn
