The Reborn Luna: Never Again!
Amara, Logan, and Roman stood close to me, whispering like snakes before the strike.
Roman leaned down. “Remember, Alpha Aarhea. You must speak clearly. The council needs to hear your voice against him.”
“I understand,” I whispered, clutching the forged letter.
Logan smirked. “And don’t worry. When this is over, you won’t be alone.” His hand brushed mine under the table, bold and warm. I pulled away slightly, lowering my eyes.
“Not now,” I murmured.
“Soon,” he said with a crooked grin.