Amora
“Am I?” she asked right back. “What is the point of my lying to you? You’ll only order the truth from me anyway. What I have said is what I saw when I walked into that dining room. I assure you, Franco, I speak the truth… so please come here, strangle me if you must and force the truth from my lips to your ears. I dare you to hear all that I saw is coming for your boy, the future of this very pack.”
Her eyes were locked right onto his, and he didn’t, for the very first time, launch himself at her to get the answers. He doubted himself for the first time. “Are you afraid Franco? That it was all for naught, that your selfish need to live that little bit longer, that made you send your own son’s Luna to the wolfen realm so they’d never meet, and produce an heir which would see you die
