The Alpha's Lost Luna: Too Late for Redemption

. I swallowed bitter suppressants every morning to hide my identity as a

ad left. He walked into the Annual Gathering with his mi

blamed me, Dominick didn't ask for th

he snarled. "O-Ne

o the table. He watched as they drained m

dropping!" the doctor wa

didn't ev

d. "Take what you need

nd darkness took me, th

I signed the divorce papers, set the penthouse on fire,

t know I

a vineyard in London. But he didn'

th silver magic, standing beside a

rs streaming down his face. "An

own at him

e anymore, Alpha. You killed

pte

is

was suffocating, a heavy velvet shroud over

Reyes Pack. By rights, I should have bee

the kitchen doors, gripping a tray of

of high-ranking she-wolves. "The Wolfless Wo

her sneered. "If the Goddess saddled me wit

lowed every morning-bitter little pills that kept my wolf in a chemical coma. They

st Annis the crip

silent as the heavy d

ck wal

e was power incarnate. Six-foot-four of corded muscle, radiating an aura that t

wasn'

mering red silk that accentuated a

sp sucked the air

t. Bringing a pregnant mistress while your lawful

hard amber-locked onto me. There was nothi

d. Silence fell l

t wasn't a request. It was l

e gut. My knees buckled. The tray clattere

emotion. "And then take your place at the servants

rvants

moting me

the word scraping

me to this pack. A Luna must be strong. A Luna m

on her stomach. "Easy, Dom. Poo

d, fighting the drug-induced fog. A low growl

ne slice cut into my thumb, and a

or a second, his eyes darkened with instinct, but t

e side door. I didn't go to the servants

the essentials: my passport, a stash of cash I'd hidden

somew

y, blocking the light. Chastity was behind

shaking. "You have your heir. You have y

ntil I say so. You owe my family a debt, Annis. Your gra

se boiling over. "Nine years of servitude! N

pointed to the simple silver bracelet on my wri

d, clutchin

stity lied, her eyes gleaming.

at me. "Give i

s mi

it t

me. My hands moved on their own, unclasping the bracele

mined it with a

as

ble floor. The delicate s

She grabbed her throat. "Dom! My throat...

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eck. He didn't sniff t

ckhan

ard on the scattered shards of my grandmother's brac

Dominick roared, his canine

oken silver. The

't..."

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he hallway. Dominick turned his

s his m

zzed. A tex

rth Exit. Run

ched through the haze. She didn't have th

ding in the bushes with a bone-jarring thud. I ignored the pain