Sierra De Luna POV
My mind was so crowded with thoughts that I did not realize I had poured too much salt into the boiling soup.
I stood in the kitchen, slowly stirring the pot as steam rose into the air. The scent should have been comforting, but instead it only reminded me how distracted I had been lately.
Since becoming the Luna of the Moon Fang Pack, we had never faced a scandal. Our pack had always been respected among neighboring territories. We were known for discipline, strength, and unity.
Now that reputation was hanging by a thread.
And the reason was Aria.
She had not only dragged her own name through the mud but had also placed the Moon Fang Pack under suspicion. Rumors were spreading like wildfire across the werewolf territories. They called her a murderer.
I tightened
