Chapter 86

• Thalira didn't walk back to the mansion; she marched, every step hinting at the anger she was trying to hide behind a placid expression. Her face remained a porcelain statue for the benefit of the pack members she passed, but inside, she was screaming.
• The moment the heavy door of her guest room clicked shut, the composure scattered.
• "Luna?" she hissed, the word tasting like poison. She spun around, her eyes wide and manic as she paced the length of the room. "What possibly makes her think she is any better than me? A commoner? A fluke?"