Chapter 47

The Price of Rejection

Ella’s

The room went silent when Dean spoke. Their faces froze as his words sank in. You’re already speaking with the Luna.

Jasper’s mouth hung open, Mara’s eyes narrowed like she’d just seen a ghost, and the Queen’s silver hair seemed to bristle as she stared at me. Noah didn’t look shocked—his smile simply faded into something heavier, something that looked like pain mixed with relief.

I walked slowly toward the couch in the grand living ...