Chapter 6: The Truth Cuts Deeper
The silence after I stopped him was worse than his growling.
Keal was staring at me. Not at the rogue. At me. Like he was seeing the girl he’d thrown out for the first time since that night.
“You commanded them,” he said. Quiet. Dangerous.
“I did,” I said. I didn’t flinch. “They’re my pack now too.”
The rogue on the ground thrashed, red eyes wild. “Kill me,” he spat at me. “Go on, Luna. Show him what you really are.”
I crouched, keeping my voice low so only he could hear. “I don’t kill prisoners. Not unless they deserve it.”
His laugh was wet, broken. “Keal deserves it. You know what he did after you left? He told the Council you died in rogue territory. He took your name off the lineage. He erased you.”
Keal flinched like he’d been struck.
The pack heard it too.
I stood up slowly, letting the words settle. Five years of planning, and it all came down to this moment. The moment they stopped seeing me as the rejected mate, and started seeing me as the woman who came back.
“Get him up,” I told two of the warriors. “He’s going in the holding cell. We’re going to have a long talk about who sent him back.”
Keal stepped forward, jaw tight. “Lyra—”
“Don’t,” I said. “Not here. Not now.”
I walked past him, toward the main hall. The pack parted for me. No one questioned it.
Tonight, I took back more than a title.
Tonight, I took back control.
And Keal was finally starting to understand what that meant.....