I tried to find him, to scream at him with my own two hands, to shake some truth into him. And then… a billboard fell out of nowhere.
Pain exploded across my skull, darkness swallowing me, and before I passed out, I heard my drive's voice. "Luna!"
And then everything went black.
…
When I opened my eyes, the white light hit me so hard I had to squeeze them shut. Pain shot through them, sharp and burning, and I thought maybe I’d never see again. But then, slowly, painfully, the world came into focus. I blinked and blinked until it all made sense. I could see. I could really see.
But before I could even take in the room, I heard voices outside the heavy door.
“Alpha, how much longer are you going to let Chiara pretend to be Luna Chloe? It’s been five whole years.”
I froze. That was Beta Kieran. Drake's right hand.
“I don’t know either." My alpha’s voice followed, rough and sharp. “Back then, the old elders of the pack refused to let me mate a blind wolf. I loved Chloe too much. I lied. I said her eyes were healed, and I… I let Chiara take her place.”
“You’re still doing this, Alpha? All those elders are gone. Why are you still hiding the truth?” Kieran pressed.