Malcolm declares himself the new Alpha, which makes Miranda the new Luna. She stands by his side, one arm around his waist, and even though we just finished the funeral ceremony for our last Alpha, she can’t hide her grin.I look over at Arnold, hoping that maybe he knows of some rule or ritual that can help me, but even though he looks rather annoyed at having Malcolm as his Alpha, he just gives me an apologetic shrug. There’s nothing he can do. “Now,” Malcolm says, pointing at me, “I think there was the issue of what to do with this Omega traitor.”“I’m not a traitor,” I say through gritted teeth. “Caleb and I were betrayed. You worked with the Rogers Lake pack to set us up.”“Now, we all know that can’t be true,” Malcolm says with a roll of his eyes. “For one thing, you and Caleb have that magic amulet, so you can’t be betrayed.”“It doesn’t work that way,” I try to explain, but Miranda interrupts me.“Plus,” she says, “we all just spent the whole day hanging out
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