The Luna He Rejected Is The Millennium Wolf

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e Silver Fang Pack had waited mon

looking like a sea of fallen stars against the dark horizon of the forest. For a second, I let myself belie

me I was his only anchor, his only reason for leading. I wanted to believe him-

l felt like a shroud rather than a ceremonial dress, and the cheering from the courtyard sounded muffled, as if

ed from the shadows

d-skin hit skin in a way that m

y legs feel heavy. Every step felt like walking through deep mud, slow and exhausting, while

ck hair of my mate as she pressed against him in the dark, her

against his neck, "tell me

is yours," L

oice he used when he discussed pack boundaries or hunting rights with the elders.

ghtened until each breath became jagged. I waited for him to push her away, waited for him to look at me a

her closer as he looked at her like he was starving. He looked at her

hat drowned out the music of the party outside. All the years of him shielding me from bulli

he had been preparing me for th

ay upright. I did not want to cry, but the tears moved hot and slow down my

or the best while telling me to be grateful I still had a roof, and my father being framed and cast out into t

s I sobbed once, a jagged sound that tore through t

g I lay there before

hair. He kept his eyes on the rug, as if I were a ghost he was trying to ignore-he looked bored, lo

," he said, his vo

oice a thin and broken thing. "

bloodshot and hard-there was no

eremony was a chore, and I do not have

t my lungs. "Lucas, I t

ion meant he saw me as his wife. To him, it wa

, Sienna. I, Lucas of the Silver Fa

ak, but snapped like a dry

d not scream because the air was gone from the room. I fell, my k

e did not reach out to help, nor did he even f

about the weather. "You will keep the title for the cameras because people

choke out. "Lucas,

as inches from mine-cedar clung to

roken wolf who cannot give me a strong heir, but

" I wh

as wearing a silk robe that belonged to the Luna of the pack, and she looked at me on the

her had ever given me, and I hated that s

up, though my arms were trembling

ienna," Lu

a Com

es instantly. I was pinned to the floor, unable to even twitch a fin

hen you speak to my

k, could not breathe against the command. Ivy's

e drain already starting? Your precio

could not ask, the command

er looking down at me with cold and calculating eyes-she lo

he basement-we need to begin the siphoning befor

oing dark. The last thing I felt was the vibration of the floor as Luc

rk waited, and I was no lo