Tiara's POV
I followed the omega through the long hallways of the pack house, my stomach twisting with unease. My footsteps were light, but inside, I felt heavy. I expected that I knew why I was being called. Phoebe had told Luna Victoria about what I said to Luke. Knowing and expecting to be punished helped me brace up for whatever was coming.
Luna Victoria would hit me. Whether with a stick or with a ribbon or with anything else. The intention was always the same. To cause me pain and damage my delicate skin.
When we reached the large double doors, the omega knocked softly.
“Come in,” came Luna Victoria’s calm but firm voice.
The doors opened, and I stepped inside. My eyes went straight to Luna Victoria, seated elegantly in a high-backed chair. She had a regal presence, her postu
