I had just dropped the pups off at preschool and was on my way to the office when my phone rang. I glanced at the display on the car’s console and saw Linda’s name flash. I answered immediately through the Bluetooth.
"Hello?"
"Hey," she greeted, her voice tense. "Did you see the news?"
"No," I sighed, already fearing the worst. "What now?"
"You’ve been outed," she said softly. "In a very public way."
"What do you mean?" I asked nervously, wondering if she was talking about the dozen secrets or lies I thought I’d buried long ago.
"It’s on the cover of the Gazette," she replied simply. "Elise Carrington reveals—Luna of NightFang returns from the dead." Linda paused. "Apparently, someone leaked that your identity was fake and exposed the truth, including the fact that you faked your dea
