It wasn’t supposed to be so complicated to kill a damn Luna! Moira Scarheart mused with fury as she stared in liquid amber eyes looking back at her in defiance. So far, none of her efforts had worked against her majesty.
Almost two centuries of waiting. With four failed attempts.
Her biggest mistake, however, was thinking that Theresa Varro’s proclamations had been bogus. After telling everybody that her child was the Queen Luna, she had aroused Moira’s interests.
Wasn’t that why she’d invited Theia Varro over to investigate? Under the pretext that she was maintaining friendship with the latter’s parents?
Moira had gone a long way back to fabricate the perfect cover story of Iliana Stone. She’d infiltrated the Blue Rock pack posing as a young, abandoned child and had been accepted as
