TESSA POV
Back at my old house, silence settled between us like a second skin. It felt heavy, full of things unsaid and promises blinking in the dark. The bed still smelled like us, s*x and sweat . and for a moment that made the world right. Then the phone rang and the bubble popped.
Kat. Of course it was Kat.
When I picked up she didn’t even say hello. Her voice was a low blade. “You’d better not be playing at heroics in enemies territory, Tess,” she snarled. She’d been my protector from the day I met her and now the Luna’s anger was different from anyone else’s—measured and old and lethal.
I told her everything. I told her about Tyler’s little display, about the way he tried to twist the past into a noose, about Ashton and his gilded smirk, about the duel I’d offered. I expected a me
