Nathan:
My heart wouldn’t stop racing. It was pounding so loud, I swear it echoed in my head.
Thirty days. That’s all that’s left until I marry Eve. Until she’s crowned Luna of the pack. My wife.
And honestly? It all feels so damn wrong.
Barely days after Adele was banished, my father had the nerve to come to me, talking about choosing a new Luna—like she was some role to be filled, not a person. At first, I laughed. I thought it was a sick joke.
But he wasn’t joking. He made it clear: everything I own, everything I’ve built, still answers to him. And if I didn’t play along, he’d burn it all to the ground.
Worse? The entire pack seems to be behind it. They’re all singing Eve’s praises. How she was loyal, graceful and exactly perfectly Luna material.
But I know Eve.
And trust me, sh
