The walls of the pack house felt suffocating. Every step I took, every glance I stole, felt like a thread unraveling beneath my feet. I wasn’t just pretending anymore—I was tangled in something far bigger than I had ever planned.
I had always believed Luca was the monster. That bringing him down would be my ultimate victory. But standing in this house, beneath the weight of the Queen Mother’s piercing gaze and Ciaus’s chilling threats, I realized something far more terrifying.
I wasn’t the hunter.
I was the hunted.
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A Test of Loyalty
The grand hall was quiet, save for the distant murmurs of the pack’s inner circle discussing politics and territory disputes.
"Luna," a voice purred behind me.
I stiffened before forcing myself to turn. The Queen Mother. Regal as always, her gown of
