The Luna He Left in the Rain

ra

y, my eyes tracking every de

clinging to Sel

ade slippers

radled in

ere al

eant for the future Lun

jumped up from the armchair, her e

green tea Omega scent, layering

s shivering last night, and the Alpha said I could borrow something

hand-painted porcelain my father had brought me from Vienna.

hes didn

hat made the beast under my

in his hands, watching another f

s supposed to protect t

d the door and invite

from behind me and pushed i

y voice flat and compl

by a low-rank scent. I hav

pathetic whimper, her e

arkened, his

own on the table w

om, a physical weight intended to crush the defianc

e Alpha's

his voice vibrating with unnatural pow

have collapsed u

s not mo

e potent than his. It was the dormant, silvered blood of the F

t even

letting his weak Command was

el," I mocked, a cold smile touchin

his brow furrowing in c

some of its unnatural edge. "She has no pack, no fami

bother

to a blind man wa

shing against Kael's arm, and heade

massive wal

hitched

vening gowns

flickered to the heavy, silver-backed mirror on the vanity. I knew the small, magically shielded scrying crysta

e in my throat, the prim

e back into its cage of bone and fl

ing jewelry and important

vy footstep

rframe of the closet, his a

scanning my suitcase. "You are moving out o

tcase shut and t

pposed weakness as a weapon," I told

your Mate to step back. That

re he could speak, I grabbed the handle

shold of the bedroom,

anquet," he said, his voice hard. "Do not

and resting on

ulder, my eyes gleam

" I promised softly. "You will f