Riven
The room is still as silent as a graveyard despite my question, and I begin to wonder if she's even heard me.
“I asked you—”
“Shut up, Riven.”
She cuts me off with a stony glare that looks so vicious, I have to take an involuntary step back.
It seems I have forgotten this woman is still the Luna of all the pack shifters.
Long gone is the gangly wide eyed woman who smiled at everything I had said, and let her fingers brush mine.
Every time I look at her, I feel even more foolish.
To have been caught in the snare of somebody like her—a member of the pack shifters, and one ruthless enough to do anything to climb to the top.
I've just been a stepping stone for her, but my heart isn't willing to accept that fact.
That is why I still scramble for whatever affections she t
