The black veil scratched against my cheek. No one talked about how stiff the Luna Line was, how the lace cut just enough to remind you it wasn't made to comfort. It was made to be seen.
Shade kept his hand wrapped around mine, leading me down the center path with his head high. He didn't need to say anything. Every step made it clear. I was his Luna.
They moved for us. Not because he was the Alpha. Because I was the one on his arm.
Whispers snapped behind fans and suit collars. I didn't need to hear the words. I felt them. This was the first time. Public. Unhidden. I wasn't his secret anymore.
The Alpha King and Luna Queen weren't there. They'd been called north days earlier for an emergency coalition summit. Something about rogue uprisings threatening the borders of three major terri
