When Laura left, Sage stood in the middle of the hall with her arms folded, her lips pressed tight. Her friend’s words echoed in her head, sharp and merciless...but she refused to let them cut too deep.
Jason had his flaws, she wasn’t blind. But so what? Every alpha had flaws. Every Luna had burdens. What mattered was how they carried it, how they made sure the world saw strength instead of weakness. And she would make damn sure no one saw weakness in Silver Hollow.
Still, the guilt was there, sitting low in her stomach like an old scar she could never quite ignore. Faye’s face, the betrayal in her eyes when she learned the truth...those memories still haunted her. Sometimes at night she wondered if people whispered about it when she wasn’t in the room, if they thought of her as the twin
