Sydney’s POV:

As her plan unfolded into fruition, Sydney’s lips curled upwards into a mysterious but satisfied smile. She leaned against the cold, stone walls of the castle, her cloak pulled over her head as she tried to hide her visage in the shadows.

The castle and the clawhold were in disarray. It had only been a few hours since she had started to plant seeds of the scandal, and the rumors had spread faster than even she had predicted.

Right now, everyone, from the traders, to the servants walking the halls, they all talked about it.

By now, the whole pack knew about her rumor that Aria Thorne was...