The next week was hell.

I threw myself into Luna duties. Meetings. Correspondence. Anything to keep my mind occupied.

The freed captives needed homes. Territory disputes needed mediation. The investigation into Henrik's network of spies was ongoing.

And somewhere out there, Silas was planning his next move.

I should have been strategizing with Dante. Should have been working together to prepare for what was coming.

Instead, I avoided him. Sent messages through intermediaries. Scheduled ...