Erasing the Luna
Scarlett Holloway stood near the elders.
She wore silver today, not gold, and her red hair was pinned away from her face. She looked composed, beautiful, and silent, but when her gaze met Rhea’s across the hall, something passed between them that was not friendship and not hatred. Warning, perhaps. Or recognition. Scarlett knew what this gathering was meant to do.
Maddox stood at the center of the dais.
Rhea’s breath caught before she could stop it.
He looked every inch the Alpha of Obsidian, dressed in black with the Stormhaven crest clasped at his throat and power held close around him. His face gave nothing away, yet his eyes found Rhea the moment she entered, and the hidden mark beneath