Alpha
Luna replied softly.
Selene finally looked at her. “The Council wants you gone. You know that.”
“I do.”
“They think I’ll be the one to end you.”
“Will you?”
Selene exhaled shakily. “I don’t know.”
Luna stood and kissed her forehead. “When you decide, I’ll be ready.”
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Far to the north, in a hidden hall of glass and bones, Alpha Merek stared into a black scrying bowl.
“She didn’t kill her,” he said.
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