Mia strutted towards Eleanor, a smug look on her face. “What do we owe the pleasure?” she asked, coming to a stop and crossing her arms over her chest.To her total chagrin, Eleanor did not spare her a look. As if she didn’t see or hear her, she walked right past her and to Thomas. Mia rolled her eyes and scoffed, hiding her embarrassment.“Why did you remove my access to the pack’s funds?” Eleanor asked Thomas, getting right down to business.Thomas arched an eyebrow, facing her with an otherwise passive face. It hid the loathing and anger swirling deep inside him. “Why, were you planning to use them to throw a party to celebrate getting your divorce?”“Thomas,” she said in a serious tone, “I’m not here to play games with you. I want my access back right now.”He made a mocking sound in his throat. “You humiliated me at the summit and concealed the fact that you found your mate. Taking away your access is the least I can do to teach you a lesson.”Eleanor stepped closer until they we

“It’s alright if you want to stop the vote,” Thomas said to Eleanor. “We can all see how this is going to end. There is no need for you to lose face like this.”Eleanor gave him an indulgent smile. “Thank you for your concern, but it’s not necessary. Let’s keep on until the end, and we’ll know who is the loser soon enough.”Thomas arched an eyebrow. “Have you always been so stubborn? These people have respected you for many years. Do you think you can walk out of here with your reputation intact with the number of votes you have?”“Why are you so worried about my reputation?” Eleanor asked him. “I’m no longer your Luna.”“I’m not worried,” he claimed. “I’m just being nice. Seriously, do you want to be remembered as the Luna who demanded to have a pack of her own only to fail from the get go? The fact that people don’t want to choose you should make it obvious that you are wrong about this. But you are so obsessed with going against me that you would rather keep up with this outrageous

“Are you sure you want to do that?” Eleanor asked, eyeing each one of them. “Does Jonathan know about this?”At the mention of Jonathan’s name, the four hybrids exchanged glances, and Eleanor knew she had made the right guess. They were all connected to Jonathan. Now, the question was, were they doing this under his orders, or Mia’s?“The last time we talked,” she continued, “he did not mention wanting me dead. Did he change his mind? Is this how he does business? I thought we had a deal.”She was bluffing, but they did not know that. Thanks to his little visit to her room after escaping from the dungeons that night, she was certain he did not want her dead. Not yet, anyway.She could see the confusion setting on all four faces, and that’s how she knew this was all Mia’s doing and Jonathan had no idea.“How do you know that name?” one of the hybrids asked.“How do you think? Now tell me, is he the one who ordered you to kill me? I did not take him for a coward who would have his minio

Sophia could hardly focus on the hybrids she was fighting. Half of her attention was on her brother, who lay lifeless on the ground.Every time she thought she was getting some headway and could break away to go to him, a new wave of hybrids overwhelmed her.And just when she thought it couldn’t get worse, a pack of wolves joined the fight, helping the hybrids.The numbers of their enemies were overwhelming. Without Eleanor’s wolf, their chances of winning the battle were slim. If Ethan did not get there soon to help them, they were doomed!“Focus!” Miller’s voice sounded in her mind. “We’ll get to him. Stay strong!”Sophia’s wolf growled and swiped her paw across the face on the hybrid in front of her. Miller was right. She had to stay strong and focus.No matter how many hybrids or rival wolves got in her way, she had to fight them with everything she had. It was the only way she could get through to save Liam.“I’ll go help Eleanor!” Miller’s voice came into her mind again.He dart

They took Liam back to the packhouse, where Henry tried to heal him. But it turned out that his injuries were so severe that even a powerful werewolf like Henry could not heal him.He was feverish and remained unconscious throughout treatment. Sophia did not leave his side and stayed by his bedside all night, using damp towels to try and bring his fever down.She was still awake when Eleanor came into the room in the morning. Her eyes were bloodshot and had dark circles beneath them from lack of sleep.She did not notice Eleanor walking into the room until the latter put a hand on her shoulder and squeezed gently. “How is he?”Sophia shook her head slightly. “The same.”“You should eat something and get some sleep,” Eleanor told her. “I’ll watch him.”Sophia reached forward and smoothed her brother’s hair back. He was no longer crying or whimpering in pain, but his face was flushed from the fever.“Okay,” she said, getting up from her seat. “Thank you.”Eleanor gave her a lengthy hug,