"Yeah, your mate knows you love to read, so he thought you might enjoy some dusty old history from ude''s former pack," Josh said with a teasing grin.


    Before I could respond, Ryker gave Josh a yful smack on the head as everyone settled into the room, trying to find afortable spot. Then, without hesitation, Ryker pulled me into hisp on my desk chair, holding me close. “I''m well aware that he''s been scheming to reim his pack from me without resorting to a fight. He''s fully aware he''d lose again, and most of his pack wouldn''t follow him if given the choice. You should have seen the look on his face when Josh and I barged in like that."


    Josh nodded. "Yeah, he''s always been sketchy, but this time he seemed especially rushed, like he was under some kind of pressure. Though honestly, it might not have involved you or us directly. I can''t think of any other reason for his urgency. All I know is he''s obsessed with getting his Alpha title back and being a huge pain in our asses."


    Be cut in, breaking the conversation between Ryker and Josh. "Luna, what are you thinking? We need to keep focused, and you need to see the healer. That cheek injury isn''t going to fix itself, no matter how close you sit to the boss. That bastard broke your cheekbone.” He gripped the armrests of his chair tightly, his ws extending slightly, a clear sign of his anger.


    “Be! Enough. We are not going to have this argument tonight," I said firmly, pointing to the swollen side of my face. "This wasn''t your doing. Dirk didn''t have to hit me at all. He was just trying to ovepensate for his own insecurities. Honestly, I''d pushed it out of my mind until just now." I winced as my jaw twitched involuntarily, feeling a surge of frustration at the assumption that I was hurt because of him.


    Be''s voice was incredulous. "How do you just forget something like that?"


    "Honestly, it''s probably adrenaline and Ryker keeping me grounded," I admitted. "But right now, it''s just sore. Nothing more." He grumbled but dropped the subject. “Did anyone find Amy yet? She''s the real problem here."


    "I don''t think so," Josh answered. "But now that everyone knows she''s involved, it shouldn''t take long. She slipped away before you let the pack know about her role. Plus, we''ve got all the roguesing to the arena, like you requested, so she''s got nowhere left to run. So far, none of them are resisting the move. I think they were following Amy simply because they didn''t have a better option." Danny''s rare serious expression settled on his face. “Now that they''ve seen a real Luna in action, we should have that bitch cornered soon." There was my loyal delta.


    A knock at the door interrupted us, and Cindy stepped inside. "Hi, Luna. Miss Sarah asked me to bring this to you and to let you know the rogues have been taken care of before you start arguing." Ryker chuckled beneath me. “Oh, and Doc Bradshaw is on her way as well."


    Iughed softly. "I''d love to see the person who can get my mom to follow directions." Ryker was still chuckling quietly.


    "What are you talking about? I told her I''d eat and see the doc after the rogues were handled. I''m no martyr. I know we need to stay healthy to look after the pack, but they''ve been suffering longer than me. Besides, I''ve got you for pain relief.” I tapped Ryker''s cheek affectionately. "Now that they''re here and fed, we need to figure out if they''re loyal to Amy or if they''re looking for a new home. How do we go about that?" We stayed upte into the night—well, early morning, depending on how you looked at it—as the guys patiently exined what happens when a wolf faces trial. I hadn''t realized there were different kinds of trials, but it made sense given how many new members the pack had absorbed over the years. They needed a system to sift out those who wouldn''t truly integrate into the Dark Moon pack once it took control. The weight of responsibility settled over me, but with Ryker''s steady presence and the pack''s support, I felt ready to face whatever came next.