Viktoria POV
I run out of Kaden’s house and circle around the property to the spot where I saw Marco’s face at the window. My heart thuds, expecting to see him standing there, maybe angry, maybe ashamed. But there’s no one. Just the trees swaying, their branches brushing against each other.
Did I imagine it? Was he ever really there? I turn back to the guards waiting by the car. They looked too angry and formal for a simple summons.
“When did Kyra make this order?” I ask cautiously.
One of them, a tall, grim wolf with a scar under his eye, gives me a cruel scowl. “You dare question the Luna’s order, peasant?” he barks.
My mouth drops open. Now way this guard just talked to me like that. “Excuse me? Who do you think you are—”
The two guards didn't let me finish before jumping in and
