Ronan swallowed, his gaze moving from Reed back to Dahlia. “This is the only way we can restore our sacred grounds.”
“So we have to abandon our sacred grounds for two months?” Reed challenged sharply. “For what? So a bunch of wolves can talk to the moon?”
“This is our holy place,” Scarlett cut in, anger radiating off her. “And it was destroyed by your coven.”
“We had nothing to do with that,” Reed scoffed. “We weren’t even born when that happened.”
“Nor was I,” Ronan said calmly. “Your parents launched an unprovoked attack that nearly killed my mother and my father’s beta. We’re only asking that your coven do the right thing and help us fix the damage.”
“By making fake Moonshards.” Reed raised a derisive eyebrow.
“Synthetic Lunar Chelate Crystals,” Elex corrected quickly.
Ronan grit
