Isabella’s POV
꧁𓃙𓃠𓃥𓃚꧂
By the time we returned to the Redmoon Lycan Palace, my legs were shaking from exhaustion. The wedding. The tension. The danger. Edmund’s almost-recognition. Clara’s disgusting smile as she became Luna. All of it felt like a nightmare.
I slipped into my chamber quietly. The door shut behind me, and for the first time all day, I let my back fall against it.
Home…
Or whatever this place was.
I kicked off my shoes, removed the mask, and tossed it onto the table. My wolf was pacing in my head, restless.
We survived today, she murmured.
Barely, I muttered back.
The moment I stepped into the bathroom, I almost groaned. Hot water. Peace. Silence. I washed the makeup off, scrubbed the glitter from my hands, and finally wrapped a towel around myself.
Tonight, I want
