The Blue Moon alpha was known to be a reclusive, greedy man. Known to have scammed his way into power, I remembered my father always speaking poorly of how he chose to handle pack politics and encounters with the law. He also rarely made public appearances, and when he did, he was notoriously cold a
The night air whipped through the open window of the limousine, mingling with my inner thoughts. The reality of becoming Lorenzo's Luna felt both surreal and daunting. My mind was a labyrinth of emotions, each turn revealing new fears and uncertainties. Leaving Blue Moon... the thought echoed, a rel
As the gates of Black Moon slowly swung open, revealing the grandeur of the estate beyond, I felt a profound sense of displacement. The reality of my new life, of my new role as Lorenzo's Luna, pressed down on me with a weight I hadn't anticipated. The sprawling estate, with its meticulously manicur
“You really know your history,” I commented after he gave me a detailed rundown of why the pack was called Black Moon in the first place and how it began as a rejection of Blue Moon’s tyranny in years past. “What can I say, an alpha needs to know his people. Besides, you know I was always a histor
I woke with a start, my heart racing from the remnants of a dream I could scarcely remember. Scenes flashed in my mind: being chased through my apartment, the Blue Moon alpha taking me away, Lorenzo, eyes glowing and claws fully expanded, coming after me instead of to my rescue. I laid in bed for
His bronze skin glistened in the low light of the room, his back an expanse of hard-earned muscle coupled with shoulders that broadly spread like wings. He must’ve heard me come back because he turned to greet me — I fought hard not to stare at his unbelievably chiseled chest. Lorenzo, ever percep
Vicki was a fast walker. She kept a merciless pace as she led me throughout the estate, only occasionally looking over her shoulder to make sure I was still there. Not to mention she talked as fast as she walked, spilling out detail after detail about all the duties of a luna. Though, despite showin
The room, bathed in the soft glow of the evening light, was a cocoon of silence and anticipation as Lorenzo stepped in. I stood in front of the mirror, unaware of Lorenzo’s arrival as I wrestled with the front of my dress. Of course the final dress was the one I chose, but it was a stunning gown t