Jessica's POV
Beatrice's lifeless body lay against me, her dead weight pulling at my shoulder. The black liquid that seeped from her mouth had stained my dress. But I didn’t move, didn’t even flinch.
I couldn’t stop staring at Luna Annie.
How could she kill someone who cared so much about her?
From what I'd heard, Beatrice and Annie were once inseparable—best friends.
Beatrice had given up living with her mate just to follow Annie to the Redwood Pack, vowing to stand by her side forever.
So why?
What could drive her to let her friend die?
And, didn't she feel anything?
That was when I saw it.
The tear that threatened to slip from Annie’s eyes.
She blinked it away too quickly, her face smooth and emotionless once more—but I had seen it. I was sure of that.
She was pretending to
