“Welcome,” the council elders greeted, bowing slightly—though most of that respect was clearly for Violet, because she was, after all, the real Luna.
Calisto stepped forward, a smile fixed on his face.
“Without wasting time, we should proceed with the ceremony, Alpha,” he said, that same smile still plastered there.
I turned to Julian and leaned closer, lowering my voice.
“Go to your aunt,” I told him softly.
He nodded with a small smile, and Danae took him from my arms.
My gaze returned to Calisto, then slowly dragged toward Eleanor. She stood there staring at me, her face completely blank—just like mine.
I looked back at Calisto and smiled slowly.
“There will be no mating ceremony.”
The moment those words left my mouth, murmurs erupted everywhere. Heads turned toward me—Violet i
