ISABEL'S POV
The athemosphare in the kitchen was more than just tense. I sat at the island with Marcy and Lila, trying to focus on the conversation ground, but then my mind kept drifting back to Erica. She’d been back in Blood Moon for less than a day, and already her presence was already causing trouble. It felt like a storm cloud looming over the entire pack, over all of us.
“I’m telling you, she’s back for revenge,” Marcy said, crossing her arms as if daring anyone to challenge her. “Erica can’t handle being second to you, Isabel. She can't stand the fact that the once pack slave now held the title that was once meant to be here. She’s probably plotting something nasty—something that’ll hurt you and Alpha Leo and maybe even the pack, just to prove a point.”
“That’s dramatic,” Lila c
