“You really know your history,” I commented after he gave me a detailed rundown of why the pack was called Black Moon in the first place and how it began as a rejection of Blue Moon’s tyranny in years past. “What can I say, an alpha needs to know his people. Besides, you know I was always a histor
I woke with a start, my heart racing from the remnants of a dream I could scarcely remember. Scenes flashed in my mind: being chased through my apartment, the Blue Moon alpha taking me away, Lorenzo, eyes glowing and claws fully expanded, coming after me instead of to my rescue. I laid in bed for
His bronze skin glistened in the low light of the room, his back an expanse of hard-earned muscle coupled with shoulders that broadly spread like wings. He must’ve heard me come back because he turned to greet me — I fought hard not to stare at his unbelievably chiseled chest. Lorenzo, ever percep
Vicki was a fast walker. She kept a merciless pace as she led me throughout the estate, only occasionally looking over her shoulder to make sure I was still there. Not to mention she talked as fast as she walked, spilling out detail after detail about all the duties of a luna. Though, despite showin
The room, bathed in the soft glow of the evening light, was a cocoon of silence and anticipation as Lorenzo stepped in. I stood in front of the mirror, unaware of Lorenzo’s arrival as I wrestled with the front of my dress. Of course the final dress was the one I chose, but it was a stunning gown t
The grand hall of Black Moon was alight with the soft glow of lanterns, the air filled with the gentle hum of conversation and the subtle undertone of music that seemed to weave through the crowd, binding them together in a tapestry of celebration. Standing beside Lorenzo as we greeted their guests,
The aftermath of the party, with its revelations and confrontations, left the grand hall of Black Moon echoing with the remnants of whispered conversations and the soft patter of departing footsteps. I found herself standing by the expansive windows, gazing out at the moonlit landscape that stretche
The next day I could feel myself being awkward at breakfast, and I knew Lorenzo noticed. I tried to play everything off by simply saying I was tired, but I should’ve known he knew me better than that. As we exited the dining hall, Lorenzo grabbed my arm and stopped me in my tracks. “Hey, I can tel