Chapter 59

• Luna Zara's voice sharp as glass, “I always thought that Riley’s been using black magic to amplify her wolf’s scent. I’ve seen the signs for weeks. The instability, the surges. She’s playing with fire.”
• Zara reached into her coat and pulled out a sleek silver syringe, the liquid inside swirling with dull blue shimmer. “That’s why I carried a wolf suppressant shot. I knew the day would come when she'd lose control.”
• Alpha Alaric watched the scene unfold, expression unreadable. Then, with a huff of breath, he waved his hand dismissively. “So what if she’s a white wolf? She’s missing a kidney. Her wolf will always be weaker than the rest—half of what it could be. Barely alive. Hanging by a thread.”