She raised her hand and motioned towards her clique, who immediately bared their claws, readying themselves to tear me apart.
“Take her down. Cut off her limbs. Let’s see how much she can still talk after that.”
My breath caught in my throat as they advanced. These wolves were unaware of the reason behind the deserted territory. It wasn’t because it was uninhabitable—it was because the Alpha had forbidden anyone from coming near. He wanted to keep me hidden, waiting for the day I would give birth to his heir. He’d planned everything meticulously, preparing to announce to all the packs that our child would be the Lord of the Nine Realms.
But Lila and her pack didn’t believe me. Their claws gleamed in the moonlight as they drew closer, and I felt a rising panic. I shouted, desperate to make them see reason. “I’m really the Demon Alpha Luna! If you don’t believe me, ask the Alpha yourself!”