NYX’S POV
I could see the anguish in Luna Sterling’s eyes, sharp and sparkling even in the dim glow of the infirmary’s lights. But beneath that anger was something far worse—disappointment, and fury barely refrained beneath her dignified composure.
“Xander.” Her voice was firm, her expression made from ice. “I had expected more from you. Do you even realize the gravity of what you’ve done?”
Xander met her gaze without flinching. His golden eyes burning with defiance. “She is my mate. My fated mate. How do you expect me to resist her? I tried, it's not my fault.”
Luna Sterling inhaled sharply, her nostrils flickered. “She stands as a threat to our peace. We cannot have her here anymore.” Her voice was snapped, steel, final. “If the Silverpine Pack learns of this betrayal, the Stormfang
