7

Alana's POV.

The bright morning sun filtered through the window and into the empty room. I'd spent the whole night locked up in one of the empty rooms in the pack's house, guards posted outside the door.

And from all indication, I was now a prisoner.

I was cranky and tired. my mind a complete mess from lack of sleep and anxiety.

I clenched my trembling hands into fist as I stare down at my feet. I was still clothe in my ceremony dress from last night. My once spotless white gown now soiled with the Luna's blood. Not that it mattered at this point though, I wasn't sure the mating ceremony was still happening, not after everything that happened last night.

The Luna wasn't dead but currently in the pack's clinic fighting for her life.

According to the guards and the rumors flying around, It had already been announced in the village that i had tried to murder the Luna last night just like my father did the late alpha.

Apparently, rumor has it that the Luna had refused to support my rel