HAZEL
The knocking wouldn't stop.
Each rap against the door drove deeper into my skull, pulling me from sleep I barely remembered finding. I rolled over and grabbed my phone. It was Five thirty in the morning. The knocking continued, insistent and aggressive.
"Come in." My voice came out rough. "This better be fucking good."
The door opened and Delta stepped inside. My personal Omega looked pale even in the dim light filtering through my curtains. Her hands twisted together at her waist.
"Luna Hazel." She swallowed hard. "Two sentinels are here. They're demanding to escort you to the elders circle. For trial."
The words hit me like cold water. I sat up slowly, keeping my face blank even as my heart kicked against my ribs.
Trial.
Already.
I'd thought I'd have more time to prepare. To position the pieces. To reach out more to Alpha Aldric and figure out in greater detail what kind of leverage I could buy.
"Get me something modest to wear."
