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Chapter 43: Derek's Observation

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Derek nurses his third goblet of mead and watches the future Luna pretend to be happy.

From his position near the musicians, he has a clear view of the head table where Roselyn sits beside Pete like a beautiful corpse in green velvet. She smiles at the right moments, laughs when expected, but her eyes remain dead. He's seen that look before on prisoners awaiting execution.

"Stop staring," his friend Marcia mutters, elbowing him in the ribs. "You'll draw attention."

Derek forces himself to look away, taking a long drink to cover his discomfort. Not long ago, he reported Roselyn and the vampire prince at the river, triggered this entire disaster. He thought he was doing the right thing, protecting the pack from the prophecy. Now he's not so sure.

The musicians strike up another dance, and Pete leads Roselyn to the floor again. The crowd parts for them, torches casting their shadows long and twisted across stone. Derek watches Pete's hand o
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