Grace POV

A vote.

Damien wants a vote.

The words echo through my skull, and suddenly I can't breathe. My heart slams against my ribs so hard it hurts. A sick, churning feeling rises in my stomach.

'If they vote, I lose.'

I know it with absolute certainty. All those Alphas outside, the ones Damien invited—they're not here to witness justice. They're here to preserve their own power. To make sure no Luna ever gets the idea that she can ...