THE LUNA'S REVENGE.

mon

woman had guts, I

her eyes, the way she spoke-she wasn't just looking for a fight. She was o

smo

ded one of his many questions. The kind that made me think before I answered. He was my younger brothe

earing, his posture relaxed but his eyes sharp, scan

ed, keeping my tone neutral, though th

ng out to the darkening landscape. "I did. A woman with that muc

't quite reach my eyes. "She's both,

, processing. His quietness had always made him a good st

" Ronan finally as

y chest as I took a deep breath. "To show her that she

of disbelief. "She's challenging you at the Blood Moon Fes

nvincing as I wanted them to be. "The Blood Moon Festival is mine, Ron

ough to know what she's doing. She's got not

s at stake. I'm not an idiot. She thinks this is some kind of game, but it's not. I

ngry. But don't let it cloud your judgment. You're not the only one with a pa

t made her unpredictable. And the more I thought about it, the more I realized this wasn't just about revenge-it

gritted teeth. "She's not going to tear down ever

in my words, something I hadn't said. "What if she has mo

ised by the suggestion. "W

of other packs who might join her cause. Packs who have their own grievances w

Armand wasn't stupid. If she had allies, she wouldn't go into this battle unprepared. She knew t

irritation rising in my chest. "This is important,

t was necessary. But now... now we have to prepare. If she's got m

Moon Festival was supposed to be a time of celebration, a tradition that un

're ready for whatever she brings. But I'm not going to back down. This challenge isn'

't fight her. I'm saying you need to be smart about it. Don't let you

aced, each possibility playing out in my mind. I wasn't just fighting for control over the territory. This was personal. Ella had mad

ered to myself, more to conv

cky, Desmond. She's not the kind of woman who'll be inti

"I'm not worried about her

small, almost imperceptible nod. "Just remember, Desmond... this is a fight

shoulders, but hearing it from Ronan made it feel even more real. The Blood Moon Festival was no longer just a

aid, my voice harde

ve, his steps soft against the forest floor.

ind. I wasn't about to let Ella Armand ruin everything. Bu

g, and the battle for my territor