Chapter 182: The Pack Will Never Accept Her
The moment Bella stepped back into White Moon territory, the world shifted.
The wolves at the gates stiffened, their hands tightening on their weapons, their eyes sharp and unreadable.
They saw her.
And they remembered.
The rogue Queen.
The Hollow One.
The woman who had walked away and built an empire of shadows.
She wasn't their Luna anymore.
Not to them.
And maybe—she never had been.
Dante walked beside her, his presence a shield, his dominance pressing down on the pack like a silent command.
"She is home."
His voice was calm, firm, absolute.
But the pack didn't bow.
Didn't greet her.
Didn't move.
Sage stepped forward, her arms crossed, her golden-brown eyes filled with quiet calculation.
"Are you?"
Bella exhaled slowly.
"I don't know."
The truth hung between them, heavy, unspoken.
Dante's jaw ticked.
Because she was his.
And he didn't care if the pack accepted her.
She wasn't leaving.
Not again.
Not ever again.