Chapter 8

POV: Aeron Darkwood

They were in the living room of the Dark Wood Pack Mansion – and the tension was floating in the air was nearly suffocating him.

His head was low while he was fidgeting because of too much fear and disappointment to himself.

A loud crashing of a black antique ceramic vase reverberated throughout the entire room.

Aeron’s eyes shut tightly as his heart speeded up. He bit his lower lip to keep himself from flinching.

The ruthless and cunning Luna of the Dark Wood Pack – which was also his mother – Lamina Darkwood, was so mad for what happened in the prisoner’s trial that...