Sisi sat chained to the cold, bloodstained chair in the center of the interrogation room, her face pale, her body battered. Her once-proud eyes were sunken, shadowed by fear and exhaustion. Across from her stood Damian, Lucian, and three high-ranking elders of the pack.Lucian paced slowly behind her, the sound of his boots echoing like a countdown.

“You poisoned the Luna,” one of the elders said coldly. “You aided Zara, a known traitor. You attempted to murder a servant of this pack. Do ...