Ava woke early the next morning, her mind already plotting as she prepared for the day. She had a mission, and no personal pain would deter her from it.
Her first step was to win over the pack members. If she was to dismantle this pack from within, she needed their trust. She adorned herself in a soft lavender dress, her hair cascading in perfect waves, and added a gentle smile that spoke of warmth and kindness.
By the time she descended to the dining hall, the pack members were already seated, chatting over breakfast. Conversations paused as Ava entered, their eyes turning toward her with a mix of curiosity and reverence.
“Good morning, everyone,” she greeted, her voice light and welcoming.
“Good morning, Luna,” several voices chimed in unison, accompanied by respectful nods.
Ava mov
