Andrea’s POV
"Clarice keeps this pack in order," I continued, my voice growing sharper with each word. "Since her arrest, nothing seems to be working fine. And your dear Luna Keiera doesn’t seem to do anything about it," I spat out her name with disdain, my anger simmering just beneath the surface.
“Instead, she flirts with that new boy toy of hers."
The bitterness in my tone was palpable, my anger simmering just beneath the surface as I spoke. I knew that my words would strike a nerve, that they would rouse Kyan from his complacency.
My words hung heavy in the air between us, the tension palpable as Kyan processed my demands. But even as I waited for his response, a sense of satisfaction washed over me, knowing that I held the power in this moment, that I could bend him to my will wit
