FORTY-THREE

My first reaction when I saw Avalon was to rush and hide. I’d forgotten she was in this pack with her family as punishment for what she did to me.

“Sihana,” she sneered my name while she looked at me. Despite the bucket and mop she carried with her, Avalon maintained a dignified air with her fiery red hair pulled up in a slick bun.

“Avalon, how are you?” I asked, tucking a hair strand behind my ear. I squashed the urge to run by reminding myself of my new station. I was the Luna of this pack – her Luna. She could not hurt me anymore. I won’t give her the chance to hurt me!

“Why do you care?” She sneered again.

If we were still in Silver Moon pack, her hand would have lashed out faster than I could blink as she dealt me a painful blow but this time, all she could do was glare at me and sneer. Her green eyes were alight with hatred that spread goosebumps all over my skin.

“As the Luna – As the Luna, it’s my duty to care about every member of Alpha Blood pack,” I answered her, raising my