The Pink Moon Pack was buzzing with preparations for the upcoming pack meeting. With allies attending to discuss strengthening relations and pack security, the estate became a hive of activity. Seating arrangements were being set, meals were planned, and warriors were briefed. Among the commotion, Jackie moved with a quiet, calculated purpose, her every step designed to avoid suspicion.
Unbeknownst to the pack, Luna Cassandra was making her own preparations—ones that had nothing to do with the meeting.
In her private office, Luna sat at her desk, her brow furrowed as she scanned the event itinerary. Though everything appeared to be in order, an unshakable feeling of unease gnawed at her. Something about this meeting didn’t sit right with her, and her instincts, honed through years as Lun
