POV: Ayla

The recording plays like a death warning in the quiet of my room. Four days. The faction has set the date, and my father has helped them seal my fate. Once the summit ends, his control over the compound will slip, leaving me exposed and easy to take.

But I am not the same girl they planned this for.

I am the White Luna now. Fully awakened. The seal is broken. Every wolf who heard my howl that night knows it. Dorian knows it. The faction knows it. That is why they are moving so fast.

I refuse to wait for morning. I grab the phone and head...