Georgina Sinclair's POV:It's barely past noon when I hear the knock on my door. I'm in the upstairs corridor with a few important documents in my hands and trying to sort them for storage. Then one of the younger omegas knocks before opening the door."Luna Georgina." he called. "Alpha Marius is at the door."My fingers tighten around the pages. I don't answer right away.Again?I descend the stairs slowly while keeping my expression unreadable. Then my wolf who is supposed to be dormant stirs uneasily under my skin. But I shake my head and tries to focus at work.At the main door, Alpha Ryan is already there.He opens it fully just when I round the corner and revealing Alpha Marius standing tall in the sunlight. He is wearing the same damn leather jacket from yesterday as if he hasn't changed or he never left."Alpha Marius." Ryan greeted in a measured voice. "This is unexpected. But... welcome."Alpha Marius gives him the kind of nod one gives an acquaintance and not as an equal.
Georgina Sinclair's POV:I freeze.The name coils around my spine like ice and stealing the warmth from Old Keith's bitter tea that is left behind in my tongue. I don't speak for a moment. My mind tries to place the right reason, the right excuse or any valid logic for why Alpha Marius Peddleton is inside our home.The two guards exchange a wary glance when I don"t move. One of them clears his throat and gestures again toward the south hall as if that would make this absurd reality more digestible."Luna, he's seated near the hearth." the younger one said. "He requested tea."Requested, huh?I nod my head once and then dismiss them with a flick of my fingers. My feet begin moving before my mind fully catches up. I know I should take a detour and inform someone that we have a predator under our roof. But something I don't want to name pulls me forward.By the time I step into the wide archway of the south hall, I'm calm and composed.And there he is.Alpha Marius lounges in one of the
Georgina Sinclair's POV:The cold morning air clings to my skin just when I finish my run around the eastern ridge. My muscles burn just the way I like it and the sky is still tinted with a bluish gray. The world is quiet this early. It is still holding its breath before the weight of the day settles in.I pause under the old ash tree by the edge of the cliff and let the crisp wind to bite at my cheeks. Below, the forest stretches endlessly with thick mist and greeneries. I inhale a few times to steady my breath. But soon, there's a movement that catches my eye near the path.A young omega approaches me with hesitant steps. He first bows the moment our eyes meet while keeping his tone respectful."Luna Georgina, Old Keith wishes to speak with you."There it is. I knew it would happen eventually. One of the old council was bound to come forward after knowing the situation. I nod my head once to show that I understand."Did he say what it's about?" I asked."No, Luna. Only that it is im
Georgina Sinclair's POV:The next few days unfold with a strange stillness that puts me on edge more than chaos ever could.Danica is still around and flitting through the hallways like a cursed melody that never stops repeating. But she doesn't provoke me like before. Not directly. She just tosses out her little barbs wrapped in sugar but then she glides away before I can draw blood. Like she's been advised to play nice.But I don't care. Not really.Not when there's so much for me to do as the Luna of this pack. I have meetings with the inner circle. I work on strengthening the border defenses. I sometimes visit the infirmary to make sure the healers have everything they need for the winter season. I see the children in the southern wing for their monthly evaluations. I also spend long and quiet hours in the strategy room while going over the old records of past Lunas to see their choices and their mistakes.Because I don't plan to repeat them.I don't have the time to obsess over R
Georgina Sinclair's POV:It's time for our dinner now.The word sounds more like a challenge than a routine necessity tonight. I'm not that hungry. But I'm not about to give anyone the satisfaction of thinking that I am hiding in my room and licking my wounds they inflicted. So I fix my dress before heading down the grand staircase.The hall smells of freshly baked bread and roasted meat. It smells familiar and comforting even. But when I get closer to the dining area, I can already hear her voice before I see her.Danica."Oh! You girls have such sharp eyes!" Danica cooed to a group of young omegas while her hand is waving through the air like she's conducting a private symphony. "Yes. Alpha Ryan gave this to me. Isn't it stunning?"I round the corner and finally see it. There is a new necklace around her neck. It's gold and glistening through the chandelier with a pale lavender gem set in the middle of it. It's one of those stones often sold by desperate healers claiming to stabiliz
Georgina Sinclair's POV:The next morning arrives in a quiet stillness. It's the kind that lingers on the edge of something unresolved. My schedule is mercifully empty today. There are no gatherings, no visitors and I do not have to smile merely for show.I am enjoying a cup of chamomile tea slowly while curled up in an armchair by the window with my leg tucked under me. I am also observing the grey sky cover the estate like a mood. There is a storm brewing. I can sense it in my bones. Or maybe it is just the aftermath of yesterday.Either way, I want to go out. I need some fresh air and not the kind of air from this suffocating mansion. Maybe I can go somewhere where the shopkeepers are being too nosy to care, to smell a lot of scents that don't remind me of betrayal and to feel some soft fabrics where I can run my fingers through. Maybe I need some little shopping therapy to distract myself.I should probably ask Ver to accompany me. I make a mental note to call her in an hour and a