"I'm asking you to be careful," Mrs. White continued. "If you want a future with the Blood Moon Pack—if you want them to trust you—you can't afford any more mistakes. Just wear the damn charm."
Another pause.
Then Cici replied, her voice flat. "Fine. I'll wear it. Happy?"
Then she added, colder this time: "But if anyone tries to come after me—Mason's family, his friends, whoever—I won't just defend myself. I'll end it. I did it once. I'll do it again."
The recording stopped.
So his name was Mason.
And her? A girl with no remorse. A manipulator, maybe worse.
I texted Harper back, completely absorbed in our conversation.
"Cecilia! Cecilia!" Tang called urgently from the front seat.
I looked up. "Yes, Tang? What is it?"
Tang darted his eyes meaningfully toward the rearview mirror. "
