JENNIFER…..It had been three days since the coronation. The crown still felt heavy on my head, though Reis reminded me constantly that it wasn’t the metal that made me Queen Luna, it was the fire inside me.The pack had started to warm to me. Wolves who once gave me skeptical glances now greeted me with nods of respect. Some even smiled. I thought maybe just maybe the worst was behind me.I was wrong.That morning, as I crossed the courtyard toward the library, a sharp, mocking laugh echoed through the air. I froze, my instincts flaring. She stepped out from the training yard gates, bruises faded but her pride still clearly aching. Beta Elion's sister, SabrinaShe was smiling, but her eyes were as cold as ice.“Luna,” she purred, bowing her head just enough to mock me rather than respect me. “What a surprise. I didn’t think someone like you would… last this long.”My jaw tightened. “Is there something you want?”“Oh, nothing at all.” She circled me slowly, like a predator sizing up
JENNIFER….The morning sun was high above the pack training grounds, casting sharp shadows across the polished earth. I tightened the straps of my training gear, feeling the familiar hum of adrenaline and the mate bond pulsing beneath my skin. Today, I wasn’t going to hold back.The she-wolf from breakfast was Beta Elion’s sister, Sabrina was already there, her arms crossed, smirk sharp and challenge burning in her eyes. She didn’t even bother with words. Her stance said it all: ‘Think you can intimidate me, little Luna?’She thinks she can beat me in the fighting ring thinking she's the best female fighter of this pack. She was as powerful as her brother. That's why she underestimated me. Little did she know that I was the best fighter in my pack. I have once kicked our Delta’s ass. Huh! She thinks she has the chance to win against me. Pretty girl be ready to kiss my feet. I clenched my fists. “Let’s see how much you really know me,” I said coldly, stepping forward.The first clash
JENNIFER….When I woke up in the morning, the first thing I felt was warmth. Not just the heavy blanket draped over me, but the heat of a strong arm wrapped snugly around my waist.My eyes fluttered open, and for a moment I couldn’t remember where I was. Then everything from last night came rushing back, the fire of his touch, the way the bond had flared to life between us, the way I had whispered that I was his.And now, here I am. Curled against Reis, our legs tangled, my cheek resting on his bare chest.I froze, the reality slamming into me like a wave. Fuck… what have I done?Carefully, I tried to slip out of his grasp, but his arm tightened instantly, pulling me back against him. His deep morning voice rumbled against my ear, rough and unguarded.“Don’t even think about it, little mate.”Heat rushed to my cheeks, and I buried my face against his chest to avoid his gaze. “I…I wasn’t…”“Yes, you were,” he murmured with a lazy smirk I could hear in his tone. His hand traced slow cir
JENNIFER…..The celebration carried on long into the night. Music, dancing, and the pack’s laughter filled every hall of the palace. But for me, everything had blurred into a haze after the crown touched my head.I smiled, greeted, and raised my glass when they toasted me. Yet my heart had been beating to one rhythm only—his.Reis never once let go of my hand. And when the crowd began to thin and the music softened, he leaned close to my ear, his voice low and commanding.“Enough for tonight. Let's go to our room, you look exhausted.”The words sent a shiver down my spine.‘Is he going to claim me?’He led me away from the lights and noise, through quiet corridors until we reached his chambers, our chambers now. The heavy doors closed behind us with a soft thud that echoed like a promise.I turned, suddenly nervous. The crown still sat on my head, the gown heavy on my shoulders. “I should change now,”“You’re perfect as you are,” he interrupted, his golden eyes sweeping over me with s
JENNIFER….Today is the day I become queen.It still doesn't feel entirely real, no matter how many times I say it to myself. But as I sit in front of the mirror, surrounded by the quiet hum of voices and rustling silk, reality is wrapping itself around me like the weight of the crown I’ll soon wear.My mother is here, smoothing my hair with hands that used to brush away tears and fix scraped knees. Her touch is gentle but purposeful. I can feel the emotion she’s holding back, pride, maybe even a little sorrow. She catches my eye in the mirror and gives me the softest smile, the kind only a mother can give. It makes my chest tighten.Behind her, my three sisters-in-law move with practiced grace. Luna Adeline is adjusting the folds of my ceremonial gown, ensuring every line lies perfectly. Ella is choosing the final pieces of jewelry, delicate, heirloom pieces that once belonged to past queens. And Avianna is handling the final touches of makeup, steady hands brushing color onto my che
JENNIFER WANG….The boutique was grand, lined with mirrors that caught every angle of me as the assistant ushered me into the fitting room with armfuls of gowns. Reis followed casually, his commanding presence impossible to ignore even in such a delicate place.I slipped into the first dress, its white silk hugging me in ways that felt foreign, overwhelming. When I stepped out, his gaze lifted to meet mine. For the first time, I saw his expression falter, eyes softening, lips parting slightly as though words had abandoned him.“This one doesn’t suit,” I muttered quickly, embarrassed under his burning stare. I turned back toward the fitting room, trying to escape before my heartbeat gave me away.Inside, I tugged at the next gown. The fabric was beautiful but complicated, with a lace-up back I struggled to tie alone. I managed to slip it on, but when I bent slightly to adjust the hem, my hair caught in the delicate string at the back.“Damn it…” I whispered, tugging carefully, but the