Emily's POV
The room was electric with tension, the kind that makes your skin prickle and your wolf stir uneasily. Luna Celeste stood in the center of the dining hall, her once-pristine white dress now a kaleidoscope of colors, her makeup smeared, and her hair a tangled mess. She looked like a queen who had just been dethroned, and the pack was watching her unravel in real time.
I leaned against the grand staircase, my arms crossed, a smirk playing on my lips. This was the moment I'd been waiting for. The moment when Celeste's carefully constructed facade would crumble, and the pack would see her for what she truly was—a venomous snake in designer clothing.
Celeste, the actress, tried to salvage the situation. She forced a smile, though it looked more like a grimace, and turned to the s
