Chapter 6: The Pack's Betrayal
(Grace's POV)
I sat on the edge of the guest bed, staring down at the moonstone bracelet around my wrist. It felt heavier than it should. Like a chain, not a gift. The events of the last twenty-four hours weighed on my chest, making it hard to breathe. Zara’s threats played like an endless loop in my head.
I ran my fingers over the cool stones. My hands trembled. I needed to focus, to control my emotions. Cora, my wolf, paced restlessly beneath my skin, urging me to get up. To act. But every fiber of my being screamed at me to stay where it was safe.
A knock interrupted my thoughts. I looked up to find Diana standing in the doorway, her expression soft but concerned.
“You don’t have to go,” she said gently, stepping inside. “The StormHeart Pack does
