SIENNA’S POV

Cosette is back.

And oh, she was.

I didn’t need to turn around to feel her presence—it was like static in the air, sharp and cold, pricking at the back of my neck. Her perfume hit first—something powdery, rich, and aggressive, like it wanted me to choke on it.

Then came her voice. Smooth. Deadly.

“Marcel has informed me that you will be accompanying Alpha Luther to each of the major houses.”

My chest tightened. I turned slowly, forcing a polite smile that didn’t ...