LIVIA

I stood there, silent, my breathing shallow, and listened to every word Tristan poured out like poison and fire. He didn’t know I was there. He didn’t know his walls were thin when rage spoke for him. And I heard it all... every threat, every promise, every filthy devotion he still gave to that wolf who had no value.

Yelena.

The name tasted bitter on my tongue.

I didn’t understand how someone could be so desperate to become Luna of a man she had no right to. No bond. No mark. No ...