"Luna?" Zara repeated, her smile faltering as she took in my expression. "What’s wrong? You look like you’re going to be sick."
"What are you doing here?" I asked, my voice scraping against my throat like sandpaper. I knew the answer, but I needed to hear her say it. I needed the betrayal to be absolute.
Zara bit her lip, glancing nervously at Julian, who stood a few feet away, watching us with guarded eyes.
"I... I’m sorry, Luna. I wanted to tell you. I really did," she stammered. "Julian is part of the Pack. He’s a wolf." She looked back at him, a shy, adoration-filled smile touching her lips. "And I’m his mate."
I didn't smile back. I felt cold. "Since when?"
"Huh?"
"Since when did you know?" My voice rose, attracting the attention of the nearby guests. "Since when did you know ab
