Chapter 30
Sora’s POV
I look at Violet.
That beige suit. The Pack crest on her chest. The silver clasp she polished specifically for today's rehearsal.
I've seen this outfit countless times in seven years. Every single time, it was her pressing the full weight of former Luna down on me.
But today is the last time.
"Violet."
I don't use the Madam I used for seven years.
I say her name. The moment I do, I feel weightless.
"I'm taking Yuki with me."
Her face goes ugly.
"You think one custody ruling makes you untouchable?" She raises her voice. "Sora. Do you understand what you're doing? You are k********g the Alpha's daughter from the Packhouse in front of every staff member here."
She turns toward the stairs and shouts.
"Marta. Helen. Anna. Get down here. All of you."
Footsteps
