Lincy's words hit harder this time.
The air in the hall shifted. What had been gossip turned into shock.
The Morrigans and the Hudsons were old packs. Powerful. Respected. For years, Camilla had walked among them like a perfect Luna-in-training graceful, polished, untouchable.
Mothers used her as an example when teaching their daughters how to behave. How to marry well. How to secure a strong bond.
And now?
That perfect image cracked right in front of everyone.
Once, she had stepped on my pain to make herself look kind. When Julian abandoned me before the bond ceremony, she had comforted others publicly while watching me drown.
Tonight, the tide had turned.
The whispers grew louder.
"There's no way Ms. Morrigan would do this."
"If she can betray her mate, what else is she capable of?"
"Yenick went too easy on her."
"This is better than any pack drama."
Every word felt like claws scraping across stone.
