Not Your Luna

ame of tonsil tennis. They were obsessed with each other, it was kind of cute but the thought of being like that with someone made me want to throw up in my hands and clap. I would much rather sk

ke sure that I was correct the first time. “Well?” She repeated. “Whose idea was this?” I demanded with a low growl as my wolf started to surface but I forced her back down knowing full well that she would approve of this nonsense. “I told you and father that I do not want a mate. Training is my main priority. Surely you know that?” My mother sighed and shook her head. I was so fed up with them not getting it. Yet here she was trying to coax me into agreeing to such a sham! “Please, just give it a think. It would be absolutely amazing.” She took my hand and grinned from ear to ear. I loved my mother dearly but this was becoming insane now. “George! He’s back!” Veronica yelled, she rushed over to us with her arms flapping above her head like a loon. We rushed to greet him and I was so happy to see him