The Rejected Luna's Secret: Awakening the White Wolf

net

as a disaster, a trai

with a sharp *crack*. "The archives are in shambles. The harvest festival is a week away, an

expression practiced and smooth, though sweat prickled at my coll

ot mean divor

hollow echo in my chest argued otherwise. "It

ack. That was what Kelsey responded to,

ler in Paris. I had tracked her credit card

diamond necklace. Heavy

pany it: *'Come home. Stop pl

soft. She was pliable. She a

rk in my office when Aria burst in. She was p

, waving a crumpled pie

m trying to salvage

pregn

emed to scre

et forgotten on the mahogan

desk to straddle my lap, her hands framing my face. "I've be

s was it. This was the legacy I had been fightin

you s

Smel

anilla perfume, there was a change. A subtle richness. It was faint, b

ything," I whisper

aw. "It means I need to be Luna. Officially. The pups need

nalized in the pack records yet. The

locking into place. "We will

sey

rived with the

velvet box. Inside lay a diamond necklace. It

beneath it read:

t? For surviving? For walking away when he ha

t. Instead, I felt a profound, exhausting bo

necklace and walked down to the paw

iding the velvet box ac

price. It was substantial. Enough to cover

ea

cal werewolf shelter-a sanctuary for omegas who had

anding the thick envelope to th

e air felt lighter. I started clean

rtifacts I had brought from Silver Crest that I hadn't destroyed y

non-functional fireplace

ed the memories

phie. She knew I had blocked the others, so she

. Twins. Bennett announced the Luna

h of Bennett and me h

nt? Al

months, the scent of a multiple pregnancy wouldn't be strong enough to confirm twins this early

ess

Aria at the party, right befor

and...

* It was an old, forbidden cocktail used by desperate wolves. It could mimic the scent of pregnan

it. Or she was

tt was smiling, young and arrogant, com

to the glossy paper. "Y

essage, expose the lie, and save t

lames dance, hu

I said

he photo in

I watched Bennett's smiling face bubbl

ot my circus. N

dusted the so

nd cleansing, consuming t

oward my easel. I picked up a brush, feeli

stretched, shaking off

nt something new.

time