LUNA JILLIAN
I watched Alpha Victor stand on the stage. His face looked pale, and I could tell he was tired. He had just finished making the announcement—disowning Darlene in front of the entire Golden Claws Pack.
Victor was strong. But even strong men grow weak when their hearts are full of guilt.
“Victor,” I said softly, walking up to him with a warm smile. I held out the tea cup I had prepared earlier. “Drink this. It will help you feel better.”
He looked at me with unsure eyes.
“What’s in it?” he asked.
“Just herbs. It’s calming,” I answered with a fake soft voice, while watching his hands shake.
He took the cup from me. He was hesitant, but he trusted me. He always did.
“Just drink it,” I said again. “You just did what is right. Darlene brought shame to your name. You had t
