On the Next Lunar Eclipse. I Swear Vengeance, Alpha!

“Where did you hide your mother’s heart?” he barked. “You can’t even hear me, can you?”

His hand closed around my throat, cutting off my breath.

“You’re deaf, not mute, Layla. I’ll ask again—where the fuck is it?”

He forced me to gave them my mother’s heart—the one I created after to save Naomi—or watch her die.

I swore I wouldn’t give in. Not even my life.

But when I saw Naomi, crying, pale, tied up like an offering—my heart broke.

“I don’t need to protect a sickly brat who’s not even my blood,” Alpha Tristan spat, lowering the pulley.

The fish tore into Naomi’s leg.