Chapter 324 Ava: Luna's First Trial (III)

The main lodge is a humble log cabin with an open layout that somehow manages to feel both spacious and cozy. Exposed wooden beams stretch across the ceiling, and a massive stone fireplace dominates one wall. The furniture is simple but sturdy—all handcrafted, I'd bet.

There's a raised platform where I stand, and plenty of space for people to stand.

There are no rooms. No kitchens. I think they even said there isn't a bathroom.

I tug at the hem of my black shirt, which hangs a bit loose on my frame. The jeans I'm wearing are slightly too big as well, but they're the best I could find on short notice. My hair is pulled back in a simple ponytail, practical if not particularly stylish.

Not glamorous. Not intimidating. The best I managed to aim for is clean and presentable. Hopefully it's enough.

My fingers tap an anxious rhythm against my thighs as I watch shifters file into the room.

Calm down, Selene's voice echoes in my mind. You're radiating anxiety. They can pick up on it.

They can probably smell it.

Yes.

Ugh.

Straightening my shoulders a little further, I clasp my hands behind my back, trying to look confident and no-nonsense. Like I'm a leader, and not someone just fumbling around in this Luna role. Damn it. I want an instruction book.

No such thing, Grimoire says cheerfully. You'll have to make it up as you go along.

I liked it better when he was a book who couldn't talk to me at will.

That's cruel.

But honest.

as she watches more wolves enter. They all incline their heads slightly

showing respect, Selene explains. They've all greeted you

jealousy shoots through me. "I can't hear it,"

hear,

presence stirs in my mind. I agree. We'll work on

a real pack bond, where I can communicate with other wolves, is a dream I've had since

on it, but if

Ryder, Vanessa's brother, leads several wolf shifters into the lodge, some sporting fading bruises. None

The moment

a moment I try to pull wool over

trying to project an air of authority I don't quite feel. Vester steps forward, his voice carrying easily through the room as he begins to

a better

he lists the charges. "Unprovoked aggression, destruction of pack property,

even though I know everyone's a victim. I keep my face carefully neutral, but a bead of sweat trickles down the back of my

his jaw, steps

his eyes darting between Vester and me. "It wasn't unprovoked," he growls. "That bastard Will's been running his mouth, saying our Alpha's gone soft. That we're weak now." His

vague ripple go through the crowd. People are standing a little straighter, listening

It's a hot topic.

face unreadable.

shame. "I apologize, Luna. I don't know what came over me. My friends can tell you, I only drank

I

it. Like I'd been slamming shots all night. I don't know what

nods and moves to the

by one, their stories unfold, each eerily similar to the last. The words blur together,

came out of

felt drunk, but I'd barely

fight, and

senses,

thoughts. "Luna Ava, how do you judge these

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