The Alpha's Luna

ing but failing to be discreet. Her thick brows were raised and knitted together, even though her e

Nessa didn't take her eyes away from him

s bulbous eyes were widening as her voic

be labelled as an enemy either. She was more like a frenemy to Nessa—a human cousin she had to tolerate since they were born in the same yea

. What was that question even supposed to mean? Why wouldn't she stare at him? Riley said it like it was an

e-eyed, warning glare

oved onto liza

during that class, was completely unaware of her presence. Or o

ut that day was different.

s Nessa a lot. She was used to admiring him inconspicuously—his cheery voice booming through the classroom. And for the

reas

ot known Mr Hale up close, but every time she had the chance to see, she ha

ble. He was now the alpha—not something an

uld not see

dle school. He was the smart guy—good at everything. You name it.

ould not say a word clearly when he was around

t then as she got older and wiser—as per her mom—she learnt the harsh truth of reality from her grandma. He was the fo

en behind their facade of pretence. The two packs acted friendly to each other but

to a full-blown war. According to the elders of Silver Crescents—Nessa's pack—the fire had been ignited by a werew

sland found out about their secret. But they were kind and made peace with the packs—promising to preserve their secret and took it to their graves. Since then, in Bellpond, werewolves had found human mates. A

at was

ven though she had never been into a relationship with Jordan. She remembered crying through

as Niall though,

uddenly, to her complete surprise, Jordan lifted his head and his gaze met hers. She turne

caugh