Lucian stormed through the Gamma estate, fury pulsing beneath his skin. He was tired of whispers, of shadows lurking behind friendly smiles. This was treason—poisoning the Luna was not just betrayal, it was war.Sisi was waiting in the sitting room when he arrived, her golden-brown curls falling delicately over her shoulder, her expression composed—too composed. Her mother and father, the Gamma and his mate, sat beside her, stiff with concern.

"Beta Lucian," the Gamma greeted, rising. "To ...