ARIA’S POV
“Luna, the Alpha requests your presence,” a guard stood across the table and announced, forcing me out of my thoughts.
I had been sitting at the table for about thirty minutes, eating very slowly, waiting for Violetta to return. “Tell the Alpha I’ll be there shortly,”
“He insists you come with me,” the guard’s reply sent fear through me. I got out of my seat and walked to the guard, who then followed behind me until we got to the chamber.
‘Was I in trouble? Why did I need to be less like a criminal?’ The fear in my heart doubled when I saw Ragner and the physician in the room, both standing with their hands behind their backs.
I walked to the distal end of the bed and sat halfway, shifting my gaze from Draven to the physician to Ragner, searching their eyes for clues of wha
