The Death of his Luna

dragging me deeper into a storm I wasn't sure I could survive. I kept running over the word

uickly, not bothering to take the time to look in the mirr

in the room felt different today, charged with something I couldn't quite put my finger o

orning,

watching me with a calculating gaze. He was always quiet, b

ying to keep my voice

low, murmuring among themselves. "Nothing we didn't already know," he said, his voi

ho

if making sure no one was eavesdropping. "But th

f h

e far end of the hall, and I could see the way his jaw tightened,

s presence seemed to pull the room's energy toward him, like gravity itself was b

id, his voice low but comman

n. Even the wolves who had been talking quietly turned thei

?" I asked, step

. "We've found a rogue spy among the pack. Someo

dn't breathe, couldn't think. I forced myself to focus. The tr

d, his voice sha

efore returning to the pack. "Tha

for more information, for something concrete, but Kael wasn't offering any. Instead,

" Kael

lm but guarded. His eyes flickered towa

point," Ka

ve intercepted a message. A coded one. It came from someone within

g in disbelief. "So someone is betraying

. "We've been tracking it, Lian. This is serious. W

I asked, trying to

der than usual. "Now we wait. We

ing into my chest. This wasn't just about loyalty anymore.

racing. The walls felt like they were closing in around me, and the quiet w

ice called f

axed but his eyes wary. He was always quiet, always watching,

I asked, tryin

, his voice low.

eyebrow. "

ssage. About

ed a beat. "Wh

the hallway as if to make sure no one w

e. "Yo

m for days. There's someone here who's been acting stran

my voice barely

n, then leaned in c

oding my mind. "Lian? No

w. "He's been talking to the rogues. He's been slippi

ed, my heart pounding in my chest.

king his head. "But I'm tellin

k, my mind reelin

d, his eyes meeting

I wasn't ready to face. If Jace was right, if Lian was the traitor,

front him alone. I had to tell Kael, but