Moon’s POV

Being weak is a curse, nobody wants to associate with the likes of me. Especially in a pack where power, wealth, and beauty are all that matters.

Grabbing my index finger like it’s a piece of shit, Lilian twists it earning a yelp from me. My eyes couldn’t help traveling towards Aiden but he still had that attitude of indifference to my pain.

“How dare you?” Lilian said in a sing-song, still smiling.

“Please.” I pleaded, almost getting on my knees from the pain.

“Do you have evidence?” She asked.

I shook my head, and in the process, I saw the remnant of her crew enjoying the spectacle....