Eira’s POVUpon hearing those words, I nodded. With a bright smile on her face, she began skipping down the hallway, a dreamy expression on her lips. I couldn’t help but wonder why she was more excited about my first night than I was.Just as I thought about it, she glanced back at me, her brows arched as she tilted her head slightly, like she was silently asking, “Well? Aren’t you going in?”Taking that as a cue, I sighed, turned toward the door, and pushed it open.It opened far too smoothly, surprising me. For something that tall and wide, I expected resistance. Why did he even have such a massive door? Was he hiding a dragon in there or something?I stepped inside.The room was quiet. Empty.A dim golden glow from the chandelier overhead gave the space a soft warmth, casting shadows across the stone-textured walls. Everything was clean and surprisingly neat for someone like Magnus. I thought he’d go for harsher and darker colors, but instead, the palette was quite bright and neutr
Eira’s POVWas something wrong? I wondered.There were many things wrong.Not only was she looking forward to the wedding night, but she was also expecting it. And now, I was sure it wasn’t just her. Tons of people were probably interested too.Given his reputation for having no interest in women, they must’ve been surprised when he introduced me. Now, they were likely waiting for the wedding night to confirm that our marriage wasn’t forced.Still, I couldn’t help but recall how he had kissed me earlier—without hesitation. That meant he wasn’t repulsed by women. Maybe he had just never been ready to get involved. Or maybe... he’d been waiting for his mate.Now, I feel bad. I had taken the spot of the innocent woman, even before she had the chance to exist. But that didn’t mean Magnus was cheating on her. He hadn’t found her yet.“Are you okay, Luna?” Riley’s concerned voice snapped me back to reality. “Is everything alright? Tell me if there’s anything you’re worried about.”My lips p
Eira’s POVTurning my head to look at him, I tried to think of a reasonable explanation for why he’d done such a thing. A contract marriage should have stayed simple, something signed in silence, sealed on paper. Not with vows, not with an oath, and certainly not with an actual ceremony.Or perhaps... he was planning to find a way around the oath.After all, what man in his right mind would bind himself with a vow he didn’t intend to keep? But then the memory slammed into me.Keiran had said those same words too. “I will.”Magnus’s voice rang out, snapping me from my spiraling thoughts.“I will,” he said—firm and unwavering.My heart skipped.So he hadn’t dodged it. He’d accepted it—knowing full well what the oath meant in a werewolf union. The words didn’t just symbolize intent; they bound the soul. And for an Alpha like him, those words carried the weight of blood and legacy. There was no taking them back.I didn’t understand. Why would he agree to something so permanent for a contr
Eira’s POVAs soon as the door opened, I came in contact with the sight of dozens—no, hundreds—of wolves. Each of them stood in human form, dressed in formal wear that shimmered under the soft golden chandeliers.Every head turned. Every conversation halted as they looked at us.And then, as though rehearsed, they bowed their heads. All of them.I stood frozen, my breath catching in my throat. The room itself looked like something out of a dream. Crystal chandeliers dangled from the ceiling, casting warm light over velvet-draped tables.Golden flower arrangements glowed in every corner, and a long table lined with silver trays and polished cutlery stood near the back wall. Soft music drifted through the air, carried by a string quartet nestled on a small raised platform.The room looked like it had been prepared for royalty, and yet it was me walking in with Magnus. Why did it feel like all their gazes were fixed on me? It made me a little nervous having that much attention.“This way
Eira’s POVAs soon as the sound of knocking filled the room, I turned to the door. This was the first time anyone had knocked since I arrived—and the first time I would be seeing someone who wasn’t Magnus’s Beta or Riley.“I’ll get the door,” Riley said, walking toward it.I watched her go, curious. The door opened, and I spotted a woman standing outside. She didn’t try to peer into the room—she simply handed Riley a dress.“This is for the guest,” she said plainly. “The Alpha asked me to deliver it to her.”Riley took the dress and nodded. “I’ll make sure she gets it,” she replied politely, then shut the door.Turning back to me, Riley walked over, the garment carefully draped over her arms. Her expression was unreadable.“This is from the Alpha,” she said, holding it out to me.I stared at the dress without moving. It was beautiful—too beautiful. A deep burgundy that shimmered in the light, with delicate embroidery along the hem and sleeves. It looked like something a Luna would wea
Eira’s POV“If I may ask, how did your conversation with the Alpha go?” Riley’s voice drew my attention away from the book I was reading.I was lying on my back in bed, holding the book above my face. It was one of my usual reading positions, but this time, it wasn’t as comfortable as it used to be.I sighed softly and shifted, lowering the book to my chest. Then I turned onto my side, propping my head up with one hand while letting the other rest on the blanket. That felt a lot better.Looking at Riley, I finally answered, “It went… okay, I guess. Confusing, but okay.”She raised an eyebrow, clearly waiting for me to say more.I ignored the look in her eyes, pretending I had nothing else to add, and turned my attention back to the book. There was no point in continuing the conversation—especially when I wasn’t entirely sure she was on my side.For all I knew, she resented the idea that a woman from nowhere, with no notable background, was about to become the Luna of the pack.In most