Dominic’s POV
That night felt like the moon itself was in on the conspiracy, just staring straight at me while I strode back and forth across my room. I hadn’t slept in days. My head was a hurricane of Mira’s poison, her doubts worming in so deep I couldn’t tell which thoughts were mine anymore.
Even Elora, standing there in the council, dealing with my impossible crap and still picking the pack over herself every. Single. time… That should’ve been enough, right? That should’ve been proof she was the Luna my father dreamed of, the one everyone needed.
No dice. Mira’s voice kept hissing in my skull.
She’s after both brothers. She’ll break you if you let her in.
I squeezed my fists so hard my nails left crescent marks. My reflection in the glass didn’t look alive, just some hollow-eyed
