Aria's pov
My eyes locked with Luna Vivienne's, and I smiled mockingly.
"Luna Vivienne," I said smoothly, "your energy is truly remarkable. For someone your age, you're quite strong. You should join those fitness competitions for older women. I'm sure you'd win first place."
My words sounded like praise, but every wolf could smell the mockery.
Luna Vivienne nearly collapsed with rage. She was in her fifties but looked closer to forty. She was proud of this.
"How dare you!" she shrieked."You... you..."
My lips curled into a cold smile. All teeth, no warmth.
I tightened my grip on her wrist and twisted. Leaning close, I spoke like ice.
"Luna Vivienne, do you still think I'm the same broken Aria you could abuse? When you made me lose my pup, did you imagine this day?
