The Forsaken Luna's Unexpected True Mate

ine. Every night, I drank a bitter tea that sent me into a dreaml

eping beside me wasn't my husband. He was a soulle

ed our pack to live with h

to smell the difference between us," I hea

He gave his true love and his royal heir to a lawless Rogue, l

poison from my veins. Lying awake in the dark, my heart shattered into ice. How could my fa

ed to initiate the Reject

walked into my bedroom with Sila

er wolf, get pregnant with his child,

pte

ena

llared bed. Curtains of heavy, wine-dark velvet sealed the room in a funereal

y oak door, two

husband and the

His voice was a low, abrasive rasp. "I need

" another vo

ce formed i

o of Silas's own - but it lacked t

e drains the cup. She is too weak

e severed the telepathic thread between us. Whenever our physical congress neared its peak, he would withdraw, claimi

y implant fabricated memories of

me Silas spent his nights with a she-wolf named Lyra - a Rogue. And the man who had occupied my bed for t

plored me not t

bling upon a silver salver. He moved with Silas's practiced stride,

tea, my Lun

n instant, a strange, galvanic tremor passed between our skin - a spark exti

without sound to the water-closet and fo

ary purifying fire that neutralizes any poison. I burned the Wolfsbane from my syste

lled the air - the Alpha's Command. "You are nothing but a vessel of my flesh. A biol

emit a strained

had called my mate had delivered me into the hands of a labor

of the bedroom do

Alpha was ente

my White Wolf is wide awake - and I'