CHAPTER 59
Raven
I stood outside the cell door for what felt like an eternity, my hand hovering over the cold metal handle. Every part of me screamed to turn around and walk away, to never look at Cynthia's face again. But I couldn't. I needed closure, needed to know if any part of our friendship had been real.
The guards nodded at me as I approached, their expressions somber. They knew why I was here. Everyone in the pack knew about Cynthia's betrayal by now, and the looks of pity I'd been receiving all morning made my skin crawl.
"I need to see her," I said, my voice steadier than I felt. "Alone."
One of the guards hesitated. "Luna, are you sure that's wise? She's dangerous—"
"I'll be fine." I cut him off, perhaps more sharply than I intended. "Just... give me a few minutes with he
