"I’m not breathing a word about my bond with Connor to the packs just yet," I told Lisa, my voice steady as I paced the reinforced glass of the penthouse. "With a High Alpha’s shadow behind me, I could leapfrog every rank in the territory, but I won’t have the elders whispering that I’m just a trophy Luna. Three years ago, I was the Silver Wolf of the New York runways because of my own claws. I'll reclaim that throne on my own terms. If you're in, we hunt together. If not, I’ll find you a safe den in another district."
Lisa’s eyes lit up with a feral spark. "I want to be the one who manages the first international Lunar Queen. But are you seriously staying under the Turner Studios banner?"
I gave her a look that made her go quiet. "Blake has bled me dry for years. Now, I’m going to make
