Maya's pov
The pack house was a whirlwind of chaos, a steady hum of fear and anticipation vibrating through its walls. Rogues had attacked, and the aftermath left everyone on edge. I lingered in the shadows of the great hall, my hands trembling as I clutched the bandage on my arm, a self-inflicted wound meant to sell my scheme.
I had tried everything,subtle gestures, sly remarks, even positioning myself close to Liam during training sessions. Yet, no matter what I did, his eyes always found her. Pecan. She was his sun, and I was just a shadow, left behind, ignored, unwanted.
But tonight, everything would change.
I had heard the hunter's cryptic warning and watched as Pate and Liam exchanged cold words. It gave me an idea, one that would either win Liam's attention or destroy me completely.
