TITAN’S POVThe parchment came like a shock.I read it a third time, because apparently my brain needed three attempts to process information that should have been simple.Indira had escaped Zoya’s dungeon.Indira had returned to Wilder Pack.Indira had walked into my throne room, stood before my council, and declared herself Luna In my absence.And my council, my own council, the men I had fed and clothed and elevated with my own hands, had let her.I squeezed the parchment in anger.The rage that moves through me was far worse than any other emotion I've felt today. “How?” Viktor asked from beside me, reading the parchment over my shoulder without asking permission, which I didn’t have the energy to address right now.“Anar,” I said.“It had to be Anar. He was the one keeping her in that cell.”I looked at Zoya. “You left him in charge of her.”Zoya’s expression was unfazed. “I left him in charge of many things.”“Did you know he would let her go?”“I was in labour, Titan,” she sa
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