NORA
I stared at the paper in his hand, my breath caught in my throat. The edges were worn, like it had been folded and unfolded many times.
I didn’t want to touch it, but I couldn’t take my eyes off it either. That contract… it was a death sentence. Not for me, but for Logan. For everything we had built.
It said I was leaving. That I no longer wanted to be Luna of Shadowcrest. That I renounced my position, my bond, and my place in the pack.
Lies. Every word of it.
But if I signed it… if I signed it and vanished, everyone would believe it. Everyone would think I chose to walk away. That I abandoned him. Logan wouldn’t understand. He would tear himself apart looking for answers, and this man, this traitor, knew that.
“This is your only way out,” he whispered, like he was doing me a f
