Georgia knew.

She had felt Lucy’s presence in the pack, felt it deep in her bones—and there was something wrong with it. Lucy’s energy was warped, unfamiliar, as though something else had slipped inside her skin and was wearing her like a borrowed body.

It unsettled Georgia, yet she clung to the thought that this was fate unfolding as it should. The Moon Goddess herself must have been guiding Lucy, possessed her maybe.

Then she felt Kain.

Then Kyle.

Georgia bolted upright in bed as the realization slammed into her.

It was the day of reckoning.

Except Falcon hadn’t arrived yet.

He was still chasing her false trail, no doubt...