Elijah
After breakfast, Luna Sandra made her way to my room, a solemn expression on her face. "Elijah, I need to speak with you," she said, her voice firm but measured.
I nodded, curious about what she wanted. "What is it, Luna Sandra?"
"I know you were looking forward to the party tonight," she began, "but I had to cancel it. The Dark Alpha's warning was clear: we can't risk gathering in large numbers right now."
I nodded understandingly, trying to hide my relief. "I see. Thank you for telling me, Luna Sandra."
Luna Sandra's eyes narrowed slightly, as if searching for something in my expression. "I know I can count on you, Elijah. You've always been loyal."
I forced a nod, wondering what she was really after. "Of course, Luna Sandra. I'm always here to support you."
Her gaze linger
