VICTORIA’S POV
After the meeting with Melissa and her mother, the air was thick with tension as my father and I gathered the Shadow Tribe. The sun was setting, casting elongated shadows that danced ominously among the trees. I could feel the weight of our task pressing down on us, each member of the Tribe waiting for answers we didn’t yet have.
“Listen,” I began, taking a deep breath to steady myself. “It’s been confirmed. The Luna ceremony is happening soon, and that complicates our plans immensely.”
Whispers rippled through the group, eyes darting between one another, calculating the implications of what I’d just said. The Luna ceremony wasn’t just a ritual; it was a celebration of power, marking the ascension of a new leader within the pack. The very thought of that btich actually b
