Lucas POV
(Night of the Gala)
I heard the sharp s***h of silver like a bell ringing outside the room. I didn’t have to see to know who had been hurt because when my wolf pushed through and my body moved like a whip, the man whose neck belonged in my grip showed only the fear of his life under my paw. No one along the grassy hills looked relieved or accomplished as they fell under my pack’s order. It was only me who felt a severed connection, a protective longing, and the deepest well of guilt in my throat.
Despite it, I couldn’t go back. Everyone here who Carlos had planned to storm the Gala after Ellie’s assassination must die and the only ones who could do it were my pack. It was a sudden order made after Alpha Elouise told the table she was granted her title by the Moon Goddess wit
