Jamila
Morgana's words repeat in my head: 'He won't for so many reasons, and one of them is that you look like her.'
What did she mean by that? Who do I look like? Nicholas' first mate?
I sit up, wipe my tears, and grab my phone. I type in Luna Queen, and many pictures and articles about the former Luna come up.
I carefully look through each one. Apphia Aeson_ the beloved mate of the lycan Prince Nicholas. My breath lodges in my chest. She was ethereal! She had stunning features. We are the same height and have the same nose and skin tone. But her eyes, damn, they are beautiful. One is silver, like my eyes. Is that what she meant?
" Apphia Aeson," I whisper—my wolf whimpers.
'Hey, you okay?' I ask, concerned, but she only continues to whimper, and I'm getting a headache.
I spend
