ALIONA'S POV
I stared coldly at Aunt Emma as she fumbled with her fork. I needed answers, and the urge dug through my veins like molten lava.
Julian was still a little bit cold to me. After our meeting with Alpha Lincoln, he barely uttered a statement to me.
He was right. I was the cause of all these. Perhaps, if I was in behind the shadows, neither of the Alphas would've noticed me.
Yet, the Moon goddess somehow found a way to drag me out of my hiding. Like she always did. Every damn time. I was going to deal with Julian much later. For now, I had better things to do— talking to Aunt Emma about Luna Amara.
I shrugged a shoulder. “Aunt Emma, it's really strange to say the least,” My voice was a bit wry. “I mean, I've never been to that pack in all my life. I could never have met
