"I will do it," Hayley said, her eyes sharpening with a dangerous kind of resolve. "No matter what it costs me."
Her voice carried the certainty of a wolf willing to sacrifice everything for a higher claim—beauty, status, even identity. In her mind, the title of Luna beside Elliot Presgrave was worth reshaping her very existence. For that position, she would rewrite her face, her scent, her future.
The doctor studied her for a long moment, then gave a slow nod, accepting the intensity of her decision.
Back in the country, the pack-controlled corporate tower buzzed with controlled silence and hidden instincts. Aliona stood outside Elliot's office for a few seconds longer than necessary, steadying herself before she knocked. The rumors in the pack had already shifted—whatever scandal had once circled Elliot and Anastasia had collapsed the moment it became clear where his attention truly anchored.
