AVA’S POV
Luna’s expression twisted with disbelief, her smirk cracking into something uglier—something wild. The mask she wore so well slipped just enough for everyone to see the storm behind her gaze.
“Excuse me?” she scoffed, stepping forward like a predator that had just been challenged. “You think you can send me to Vampire Hills? You’ve lost your damn minds.”
Jack remained unfazed, his arms folded across his chest like a statue carved from judgment itself. His expression was void of emotion, but his aura pulsed with restrained power. “You no longer hold the right to decide, Luna.”
She let out a laugh—high, sharp, and humorless. “Oh, I think I do. I gave everything to this pack. My loyalty, my bloodline, my sacrifices—and this is how you repay me?”
The murmurs among the pack grew
