ARIA POV
The silver knife stopped just inches from my throat. Elira held the blade in her shaking hand while her eyes were filled with hate.
"Do it," I told her in a whisper. "If you really think killing me will fix everything, then do it."
The pack clearing that was going on around us stopped. After the Blood Moon fight, my mom and Luna were taken away in chains. But Elira got past the guards and found me by the river by myself.
"You took everything from me," she hissed. "Everything I worked for my whole life."
I didn't move. The moonlight bounced off the dagger's edge, casting silver light across her tear-stained face.
"I didn't take anything, Elira. "I was picked by the Moon Goddess."
Her hand shook harder. "You weren't anything! A nobody omega while I trained every day to be Luna!"
Something in her voice made me look closer. Behind the anger, I saw something else. Pain. Raw, deep pain that went beyond just losing her job.
"What did he do to you?" I asked quietly.
