Chapter 78

Mara's POV

Ironwood asked me to come back three weeks later.

Not as Luna. That was why I agreed.

The oath hall looked smaller than I remembered.

For twelve years, I had measured my life against that room: the dais where Gideon sat, the carved Alpha chair, the long stone floor where the pack gathered below him.

The first time I left it after the public severing, I had been bleeding, humiliated, and convinced that losing the title meant losing the life I had built.

Now the Alpha chair was gone.

Someone had removed it entirely.

In its place stood a long table with nine ordinary chairs.

Ronan leaned toward me. "Better architecture."

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