Mona woke up before dawn, her body stiff, her mind heavy.
Sleep had been a stranger to her last night. Every time she closed her eyes, Lucian's face appeared, his confident smirk haunting her thoughts.
The lingering feelings of Kimberly and Theo joining forces against her couldn't leave her alone all through the night.
She sat up, rubbing her temples. The room was silent, but inside her, a storm raged.
*Lucian wants the alpha's seat back. That's obvious. But he's not acting alone.
Someone somewhere must definitely be sponsoring his guts... This is beyond what I planned for*
She got up and paced the room, her bare feet pressing against the cold floor. Her mind raced through every possible scenario.
*Someone is backing him—someone strong. Could it be Theo? Kimberly? If they are helping him, what are they gaining in return?*
Mona stopped in front of the mirror, staring at her own reflection. Her fingers clenched into fists.
