Gregory's POV.

The whispers had become shouts.

They crawled through the pack like wildfire, scorching every inch of sanity I had left.

At first, I ignored them, told myself they were just rumors born from boredom and malice. But day after day, the same words followed me, from the training grounds to the council chambers.

“She laid with two men.”

“What kind of Luna can’t keep her legs closed?”

But then, the sting shifted from Stephanie to me, they were now talking about me.

The Alpha who raised another man’s child. The one who laid with an adulterous Luna. The man who couldn’t keep his woman.

I stopped attending meetings....