Raven/ Scarlett’s POV
No one spoke.
The piece of bread sat like lead in my mouth. It had quickly become dry and tasteless. My appetite had vanished completely. Beside my plate, my fork lay forgotten with my fingers trembling faintly against the edge of the table.
Across from me, Beta Petru sat perfectly still. His breakfast remained untouched, and his attention was fixed entirely on Alpha Dimitri.
We were both waiting.
Raven Moonshadow.
My real name struck something deep inside me. Smaller packs were already searching for me, hoping to deliver me back to Lucan like some long-lost prize.
And here I sat as Scarlett Bane, scarred healer and unwanted Luna, at the Alpha of Bloodfang’s table.
My fingers curled tightly in my lap as the familiar urge to shield my stomach threatened to betr
