Chapter Eight – Bloodlines and Betrayal
The days following the Shadowfang intrusion were restless ones. The Crescent Moon Pack moved like a hive under threat—patrols doubled, warriors sharpening their claws and weapons, and whispers filling every corner of the pack house.
But none were as restless as Lila.
She could still feel Kieran’s gaze on her, searing into her skin like a brand. His words echoed in her mind, twisting into questions she didn’t want to ask. Why me? Why would a Shadowfang Alpha take notice of a rejected mate?
Her wolf had no answers. Only a restless, prowling unease that kept Lila from sleeping.
The Library
On the third night, she sought refuge in the old pack library, its tall shelves lined with dusty tomes no one had touched in years. The air smelled of parchment
