Freya gave a bitter laugh. “Reason? They just demanded two executions in front of the entire kingdom.”

Samantha fell silent. Her gaze softened, pity and worry blending together. “He defended you, didn’t he?”

Freya looked down, remembering the moment—Logan’s voice booming across the courtyard, his growl shaking the air, his declaration that she was his Luna. The words had silenced everyone.

“He did,” Freya admitted quietly. “But that doesn’t change what’s ...