Chapter 38

Arya. “Let her go! Let her go!” The statement that began as a quiet rumble from Lauren had spread like wildfire among the crowd and now became a loud chant that threatened to burn them down to the ground. I winced, my heart thundered against my rib cage. Once upon a time, I’d stood here with Tyler, surrounded by the Rogue, with a promise that one day they would accept me as their Luna. But now, all hopes of that were gone. It didn’t matter that the elders' verdict had not yet been announced. What mattered was that the Rogues didn’t want me. The air in the rogue city is charged with hostility. Whispers of dissent cling to the shadows, and the once-unified pack fractures under the weight of hatred. I never anticipated that my presence would become a catalyst for such unrest. “Tyler…” I whispered, clutching his hand tighter. “Do something, please.” Fear gripped me and it was not because of the chants. The look some of the wolves wore as they stared at me was enough to make my skin c