A Queen's Deception
Noah stood before his court, his expression unreadable, his stance firm. The tension in the air was thick, suffocating, as he addressed his pack.
"This is my Luna," he declared, his voice steady, his eyes scanning the room. "The woman I lost… and the one I have found again."
A murmur spread through the assembled pack members, their faces a mixture of disbelief and curiosity.
Noelle stood beside him, her chin lifted in quiet triumph, but her heart pounded. She had won—at least for now. Noah had chosen her, presented her as his Luna, and that meant she had control.
For a moment, she allowed herself to breathe, to relish the victory she had fought for.
But the moment was fleeting.
Because Elena still stood.
She hadn't disappeared. She hadn't crumbled beneath the weight of Noelle's carefully spun lies.
No.
Elena was still watching.
Still waiting.
Still dangerous.
The Pack's Doubts