Chapter 90

Elodie

Sleep refused to come.

No matter how many times I closed my eyes, my mind stayed awake, replaying Randy’s words, the council’s threat, and the fear that clung to me like a shadow. The moonlight spilled through the window, painting pale lines across the floor.

My wolf was restless.

She paced inside me, claws scraping, instincts screaming danger. Not the kind you see coming—but the quiet kind that waits.

I wrapped my arms around myself.

They’re watching.

I felt it ...