My Alpha Mate Poisoned Me: The Luna's Comeback

er Moon Pack. A Luna who never shifted, a bar

n my thirtieth birthday, I learned

n a lie about work. Instead, I saw him playing father to a chi

ather's voice booming

ever woke up, she'd destroy us all

te, didn't defend me. H

her tea will finish her off during the firework

cine" they forced down my throat wasn't a cure. I

ak; they were killing me because I w

ansion, my sadness ha

he sink and picked up the micr

pecting a fu

give them a p

pte

ana

cks in the plaster above the bed. I

in of bones breaking and rearranging is supposed to be a rite of passage, a welcome i

t Aliana. The Wolf-less Luna. The e

pen. I sat up, pulling the s

ed in his charcoal suit, *looking like a m

t without my wolf, the bond felt one-sided. *Like shoutin

ana," he said. *Tone

my eyes, desperate for the spark, the elec

lt nothing bu

en, it

Sc

nd rain. But today, beneath the expen

Rotting in

. "I thought... I thought we might go to

is tie in the mirro

s with the Northern packs are intense. I can't

me *with the kind of look you give

les and more on your duties as a hoste

st, Ivan,"

t an heir, is i

. "I'll be late toni

d shut, leaving me in the sile

I'd been waking up dry-heaving, my joints aching like I was eighty instead

ed. I needed coffee. I ne

Debi, my lawyer and the only friend I had le

her voice crackled ov

ks, D

. The Alpha i

s," I said, grippin

permits this morning. The Northern delegates aren't even

re you

ould go to his off

pounding a frantic r

The security guards barely glanced at me.

Ivan's secretary, a Beta fem

e... we weren't

husband, Sa

a meeting. Off-si

caught the distinctive glaze ove

is here. S

desk, half-covered by a fil

es

he Rogue who had tried to kill me five years ago. My

eel and ran back

arts district. I parked down

ck armored SUV with the cre

ther'

up. I crept toward the ga

Through the floor-to-cei

er. My mother

Ki

look like an exiled Rogue; she l

ing in the center of the r

old, was running around a scu

ning his arms. The boy

a Daddy!" the

ly. The look on Ivan's fac

line spiked through me, sharpening my

y father's voice boome

ra purred, linking her arm throu

ing champagne. "We can't keep pretending Aliana is

It was a col

the elders that my sperm count is low, a tragic side effect o

death already. That Wolfsbane cocktail you'v

my love," I

te Wolf blood of hers ever woke up, she'd destroy us all. Be

slid down the rough

eating. They were mur

to our kind. They had been f

e. A text message f

g on. I'm so sorry. I'll make it u

the glass. Ivan w

inside m

usty lock breakin

l th

was anci

back to my c

the rearview mirror, my

, my irises weren'

te. Pure, ter