Draven nodded. “She truly believed that, Luna. So… perhaps you should apologize to her. Just to smooth things over in the pack.”
I stared at them, stunned, before letting out a short laugh.
“Perhaps you should apologize to your Luna.”
They both blinked.
Alden frowned. “Why would we? I am the Alpha! And we did nothing wrong. You never told us what happened. If you had spoken, we would have gone to you.”
I laughed again, empty and sharp. “Must I beg to be seen now? I vanished for several days and not once did either of you reach out through the mindlink.”
“Do not speak that way,” Draven said firmly. “Selene was attacked. She needed us.”
“And I did not?” I asked. “So if I am not bleeding in front of you, I hold no value as Luna?”
Before either Alpha or Beta could answer, the chamber door creaked open.
She entered.
Selene wore a loose wool sweater, her steps slow, a slight limp to her walk. Her face was pale, lips trembling, eyes filled with tears.
“Are you arguing again, Luna Liora?” she whispered, her voice weak. “I am sorry. I never wished to be hurt. None of this was what I wanted.”