AYLA
I pressed the phone closer to my ear, lowering my voice to a near whisper, every word measured and deliberate.
“If you’re telling the truth,” I said coldly, “then you better keep it a secret. Forever.”
There was a sharp intake of breath on the other end of the line.
Lucille sounded stunned.
“What are you talking about, Ayla?” she asked, her voice trembling.
I clenched my jaw, my fingers gripping the phone tightly.
“I’m in the Dark Moon Pack now,” I said firmly.
“And I’ve worked too hard to get here. If Luna Martha and Alpha Julius make me their child, I’ll have a chance to become the next Luna of the Dark Moon Pack.”
I paused, letting my words sink in before continuing, my tone sharpening.
“That could never happen if I stay in the Crest Moon Pack.”
There was a stunned si
