h the weight of humiliation. Nothing could erase the way Desmond had looked at her. She had b

e hope that she could find an ally, someone powerful enough to help them rebuild

ed more than this. They deserved a leader who could secure their safety, someone who wouldn't bow

a voice broke thr

re lost, a

away, his dark hair falling casually around his face. His sharp blue eyes gleamed with an un

ce tight from the tension in her chest

r. "It doesn't look like it. You seem like you've had a rough night

of Desmond, her hands curli

hat's not the point. I know someone who could he

ot up instantly

And I can see you're looking for something. Power, protection, a way t

ciously. "What are

ke. "I know what you're after. You want Desmond to regret dis

her mind more times than she cared to admit, but she'd never voiced it

est, where the anger and resentment were building up. "Power, mone

as something in his words that made her feel as if she couldn't walk away. It wasn't just the a

" she asked, her vo

regret turning you away, right? I can help you make that happen, but you'll have to pledge loyalty. N

walk away from the offer, from the temptation to strike back. But her pack, h

d. "I promise to

htened. "Good," he said, stepping back slightly. "Then fol

asn't a place that anyone spoke of, a shadowed place where wealth and power were carefully cultivated and traded. It was a pla

fluence, and the strength she needed to take on Desmond. In return, she had only one task, to d

if she had signed away more than just her allegiance. She was no longer the Luna of a struggling pack, she was someone else now,

girl who had been humiliated at Desmond's party.

d and Isabella , the new leader of Creasent vale pack. The woman that was humiliated. An

m the crowd as t

E GAME