Sophia’s Pov

The black ring felt cold against my finger.

I stood in the shadow of the outer trees, just beyond the range of the castle patrols, and watched the distant lights of Moonridge. From this far away it looked calm. Peaceful, even. That only made the bitterness in my chest sharper. Somewhere inside those walls Jennifer was sleeping beside the Alpha, wearing his mark, answering to the title that should have been mine.

I turned the ring once with my thumb the way Elijah had shown me. The air around me shifted slightly, dulling my scent and softening my presence. It would not make me invisible, but it was...