uld have phrased

eral heights above me. I have to tip my head all the way back to look at him,

s all the way to my stomach and the

queak. I swallow and start again. "I

y searching into the depths of my very

n the hallway outside the hall. I can even hear my own heartbeat. It's so loud, I'm sure the entire hall can

ay; the moment when the Alpha looks me in the eye and I tell him

sper, even if the ent

chest as I await his response. I'm really not sure what I expected. That's the problem with having too many drea

been a nutjob. Well, everyone except the Alpha and his mother. They're

w much heat rolls off him. And then, he starts to laugh. It

n embarrassment, but I refuse

s direction. "When I asked for entertainment, I didn't mean t

easing my features. He

I'm an Omega?" My voice carries well over the hall and gasps replace the sound of laughter. Pointing behind me, I continue, "Can I not be your Luna because I do not have the luxury that they do? You pri

e no Omega can stand up to an Alpha. It's an anomaly. I'm an anomaly. I shouldn't be able to stand before him and yell at him

flickers in his eyes. "Be very caref

e said it too. My insides melt and I have to keep a hold

," I tell him, s

yes have become so cold, I shiver. "Get her out

have approached this a different way? Did I do it wrong? Should I not have said that? How could I hav

have overstepped, and I apologize for it, but I do not apologize for feeling the things that I do. Can

mind,* I hear pe

she is wearing? How could the Alpha not

ss thing like her dares to even

ens when you give pe

at me. The foot of a guard brushes against my hand and just as I

turns to him. "We have important matters to attend, K

ips me head left, right and up, eyes tracing every line and contour of my face. "The fire in your eyes will not be enough to make you Luna. Rid yoursel

as I stare in his eyes that are as cold and indifferent as his words that still echo in my ears.

y. I have pulled off his boots at night when he fell asleep drunk, and I have tucked him in at night.

you've made a compl

rejection, and breathing becomes a tedious affair

r of my being. . .and he rejected me. Why? Because I am not what he wants

nd my brain doesn't func

say I can't be Luna. They say I am crazy. But somehow, thei

lowly maid and I

l make him fall madly in love with

nt kind of fire burning within me. I smile coolly. "Then it

ough I catch a fleeting spark of surpr

in sharply. "Unless you're worried that t

o be challenged. His head snaps to Beta Randale. "Jessamine Everhart will be a contende

ear in any one else, b