His Defiant Luna: Awakening Of The White Wolf

ceive the moonstone necklace and become the future

necklace away and placed it around the neck of Cy

art," he announced, before tossing me a c

y's power to force him to honor our engagement. I didn't r

ed my family of treason, exiling my father and brothers to the frozen wastelands to die. He crippled my wolf with crushed silver and locked me in a damp dungeon, where

igo hit me. I was back at the exact moment Ed

didn't shed a

you, Edward, as my ma

is life, I will marry his crippled uncle, P

pte

rice

l moon. Curtains of deep red damask, heavy as lead, hung from the tall windows, and the air was thi

on Ball, our pack's

our world stands the Alpha, the supreme leader whose strength shields us all. Beside him is the Luna, the mother of

raised stone dais. In her hands she held a breathtaking necklace

ate. Everyone knew I was meant to marry Crown Prince Edward. My aristocratic

d the necklace, a voice cut

to

he dais, casting a long, defiant shadow over the moonstone. His scent,

ce from my aunt's hands. Then he turned and

noble blood, no status-the kind w

his?" Queen Eleanor demanded, her

e announced, his tone carrying the natural authority of an Alpha. "Far better s

through the ballroom. No

nd Cynthia's neck. She stared down

led a cheap, dull silver hairpin

Beatrice," he said,

nal ingestion is catastrophic-the metal builds up in our tissue, never fully purges, and eventually destroys nerves, or

looded my mind-a dark, damp dungeon. The stench of my own rotting flesh. Black pois

s; my fingertips prickled. The devotion I'd clung to for years bega

y powerful. The legendary White Wolf bloodline, a rare gift from the Moon Goddess herself, was waking insid

the man I had once di

ilver hairpin. The metal stu

d, my voice steady-loud enough fo

, creating spa

eject you, Edwa

each one a weighted stone dropped into a

pped. He had never expected me to su

you doing?" he hisse

rd," I demanded, my

e entire pack. He clenched his fists, eyes flashing anger

e unraveling wasn't an attack my wolf could defend against; it was a void, an absence, and even the White Wolf couldn't fight emptin

lishness. She slammed her hand against a stone pillar. "My head aches," she announced i

en doors. The night air outside was damp, carrying the smell of wet earth. A cold spring rain ha

! Stop ri

and spun me around. His grip was tigh

said, my voice a

scowl. "You are going to the Queen's chambers right now. You will te

ng at his selfishness. "

suddenly sweet and coaxing. "I'll grant you a high Beta

e Alpha and Luna. He wanted me to serve

llow smile. "Your offer is generous,

eaving him standing alo

ly lowered myself to my knees. The rain washed over my face. I let the cold sink into my bones. I needed this bitter theater. My aunt was a queen before she was family. If I marched in demanding justice, she would see arrogance. But if she saw me broken o