SYLVESTER
“If the truth won’t work, we’ll make them believe a lie.”
The ride back to Red Moon was silent.
No one spoke. Not Mira. Not Eric. Not me.
The air inside the car was heavy, like thick smoke choking every breath. I kept my eyes on the trees passing outside the window, but all I saw was her.
Nora.
Her calm voice. Her soft strength. The way she stood beside Logan like she belonged there. The way she even tried to calm Logan. Why wasn't she mad.
Like she had never been mine.
My claws kept pushing through the skin of my palms, healing again and again. My wolf was quiet now. Not angry. Not loud. Just… aching.
When we passed the border into Red Moon, Mira finally spoke. “We can’t let this go.”
I didn’t answer. I knew what she meant.
She leaned forward, her eyes gleaming. “If w
