Elsa’s POV
I stood by the window, staring at the garden below, unable to shake off the sting of what had just happened. My fingers twisted nervously around the edge of my gown, my chest tightening each time I remembered Alpha Dylan’s voice — sharp, cold, and full of disappointment.
He believed her. He actually believed Veronica.
When the guard knocked, I didn’t turn. “The Luna is summoned by Lady Selene,” he said through the door.
For a moment, I froze. My thoughts scattered. Why was she calling for me? Did she also believe the lie? Or did she want to scold me like everyone else? My heart raced as I followed the guard through the long hallways, every whisper from the pack members slicing through me like a knife.
“She must have pushed her.”
“The Luna is jealous already.”
“Poor Alpha…
