Chapter 88 The Luna's Wrath

• Lena rose from the bed and drifted across the chamber to the window. Her gaze fell upon the garden below. Once a haven of color and bloom, it now lay choked by weeds and withered by neglect.
• As she looked upon the dying petals, memory stirred within her. She recalled the first day she had stood there, a girl entangled in sorrow, her heart heavy with burdens not her own. It was then she had seen him, a man cloaked in quiet mystery, handsome and unreadable. Curious, she had drawn near, hoping he might serve as a welcome distraction from her plight.
• In time, their meetings grew frequent, silent threads weaving a bond neither had expected. She had meant to provoke the Alpha by feigning interest in another. It had been a game, nothing more. Yet, unknowing, she had come to care for the man she believed him to be.