Luna's Diplomacy

Luna POV

The vampire's fangs were an inch from my throat when I said the magic words.

"Your maker would be ashamed of your lack of honor."

Dmitri froze, his red eyes widening in shock. Around us, the emergency meeting collapsed into chaos as werewolves snarled and vampires hissed, but I kept my voice steady and calm.

"I know about Katarina," I continued softly. "How she taught you that true strength comes from protecting the innocent, not threatening them."

Dmitri's grip on my shoulders relaxed. "How could you possibly know that name?"

"Because I've been doing my homework," I answered, pulling a worn letter from my pocket. "She wrote to Alpha Marcus fifty years ago, asking for safe passage through our area. She wanted to protect human children from a rogue vampire group."

The ancient vampire stepped back fully, staring at the letter like it was made of gold. "You have her correspondence?"