My Contracted Luna

eting with the other doctors. I waited in his office. That was when she walked in, a tall slender figure with long brown hair, that fell on her shoulders, cinnamon brown e

pt up to my lips, and my pupil was probably dancing in excitement. "You seem pleased, Alpha." Silas was a bit baffled at the expression I had on. "Prepare a basic contract for us." I flashed him a small mysterious smile. "What?" His eyes switched with a confused look at my outburst. "We are getting married and she will move into the pack and as my Luna," I stated, averting my gaze from his face, his jaw dropped to the ground, and I knew he had a lot to say to me. 'She would make a good match and we will use her to cover up.' My wolf Dugan smirked he was having the same thought as I was. He is a very controlling creature and the fact that we were both dangerously protective or sometimes possessive was what made us more aligned with each other. 'That's what I thought.' "But..." He finally found his voice but was mixed with disbelief and shock. "But what?" "She's a werewolf! Her father is Alpha. They are different from us, they are different from Lycans. Have you forgotten what they did to us? Do you think the pack will accept her as Luna? Knowing that she's a werewolf?" Silas pressed on with a serious expression on his face, I placed a contemplating finger on my jaw. I leaned closer after listening to all that Silas had said. I know he was right, there wouldn't be anything between us. "Remember Silas, the pack needs a Luna," I replied flatly. "And I haven't found my mate. I doubt if I would ever find her. Our contract marriage will get rid of the rumors but nobody has to know it's a contract wedding." "Why do I feel like there's more