Catalina’s POV
I stood quietly at the balcony, my arms crossed as I watched Vera laughing with her maids in the garden below. Her smile was warm, genuine even—but still, something in me refused to relax.
It’s not that I hated her.
No, hate was a strong word. I just didn’t trust her—not yet.
She came out of nowhere. No ties to our pack, no background we could trace. One day, she’s a stranger, and the next… my brother, Alpha Gideon, is calling her his Luna.
How am I supposed to accept that?
She wasn’t born here. She didn’t grow up fighting beside us or bleeding for our people. She didn’t earn our scars.
And yet… Gideon looks at her like she’s his whole world.
That’s what worries me.
I know my brother—strong, ruthless, but with a heart that loves fiercely. If she’s playing a game… if
