ELARA’S POV

Power was a curious, insatiable desire. It was really tempting, whispering sweet promises that clouded my vision. And for me, Elara, power has always been one thing that truly mattered.

Damon had always been an obstacle lately, blocking my ambition to rule over the Silver moon pack. He once trusted me, relied on me even. But lately, his suspicion had grown sharper. Damon hadn’t touched my potions in due time now, and he avoided me like a ghost he couldn’t quite get rid ...