Reana finally opened her eyes, their piercing blue gaze pinning Mirian to the spot. For a moment, they simply stared at each other, the air thick with tension. Then, in a voice that was eerily calm, Reana spoke: "I'm aware."
Mirian's eyes widened in horror. She knew yet kept quiet? Since when? Was it from the start or recently?
The omega felt a shiver run down her spine, her heart hanging in her throat as she stared at the Luna.
Reana continued, her voice still low and even. "And I've been waiting for you to come to me, to tell me the truth."
Reana's gaze bore into Mirian's very soul, as if searching for any hint of deception. "The question is, Mirian," she said, her voice dripping with an unnerving intensity, "why did you choose to confess now? It took you three years."
Mirian swallowed hard. So, the Luna had known from the very beginning, and had been watching her like a predator.
