MIRA
“It’s time.”
Those words echoed in my ears long after the conversation ended. Long after I stepped back into the halls of Red Moon, pretending like nothing was happening.
Sylvester didn’t notice. Of course he didn’t.
He was too busy thinking about her, that pathetic excuse of a Luna. Nora. Always Nora. Even now, even with war at our doorstep, his focus wasn’t on our warriors, our strategies, or even the future of this pack.
No. It was on her. Again.
Foolish.
I walked back to my room slowly, letting my heels click against the marble. It was late. The hallways were dim, silent, but inside me, there was a storm rising. One I had waited so long to release.
He doesn’t see it coming.
No one does.
I closed the door gently behind me. No guards outside. No one would suspect me of any
