Tiara's POV
The hallways of the pack house were quiet, but I could hear voices. Low, urgent whispers. My heart thudded as I recognized Luna Victoria’s voice immediately. The other voice was rougher, older. A pack elder.
I was supposed to be outside finishing my tasks, but something about the way they spoke made me stop in my tracks. The tension in their tones sent a chill down my spine.
I took a cautious step closer, careful to keep my footsteps light against the wooden floors.
“She’s already seen too much,” Luna Victoria’s voice was sharp, cutting through the silence like a blade. “We cannot afford to wait any longer.”
My brows furrowed. Who were they talking about?
The elder’s reply was lower, almost inaudible. I moved even closer, pressing myself against the cold stone wall, strai
