Thomas's POV I watch in awe as Mia transforms into her massive lycan form. Her lycan is lean but muscular, with shimmering silver fur that covers her body. I have never seen anything more beautiful in my whole life. As soon as she takes her new form, something changes within me. Mia's lycan stands on two legs, and she holds her hands up in front of her, trying to catch a glimpse of what she looks like. Without warning, her lycan takes off, running in the direction of the nearby stream. My wolf begins acting erratically in my mind, demanding that I chase after her. Stripping my clothes off, I leap into the air, shifting into my massive black wolf. I land on all fours, shaking out my fur. Lifting my nose into the air, I follow the strong scent of cinnamon. I race through the trees until I come upon Mia's lycan staring at herself in the stream. She twists her body from side to side, and I cannot help but think she is more beautiful than any werewolf I have ever seen. Suddenly sh
Mia's POV It has been two months since we arrived back at the Red Moon Pack. I have settled into my role as Luna. Without any formal training, it has been a struggle. Luna Renee has been by my side the whole time, teaching me what I need to know. Slowly, I am finding my place within this pack. This morning I am sitting in front of a mound of paperwork I have been putting off for a week. My second Luna ceremony is coming up, and it is up to me to plan this time. Luna Renee is sitting across from me, tapping her fingers impatiently on the desk, waiting for me to make a decision on colors for the upcoming ceremony. "Well," she says, watching me flip through the color swatches. "I already told you," I moan. "I want Red and Silver." "Those are very bold colors for a Luna Ceremony," she reminds me for the thousandth time. "I don't care," I groan. "I want those colors. Red is the official color of the Red Moon Pack, and silver matches my mark." I cross my arms over my chest
Mia's POV The doctor shuffles some of the papers on her desk as she smiles at me. What is it with everyone smiling at me? "Luna," she says, grinning brightly. "I have good news. You don't have a stomach virus." "Then why am I so sick? There must be a reason why I am so sick," I moan. "Luna, you are pregnant," the doctor tells me. "I'm sorry," I laugh uncomfortably. "I thought you just said that I am pregnant." "That's because I did," the doctor chuckles. My throat begins to feel thick, and I feel like I am going to vomit. "How far along?" I ask. "Without an ultrasound, I can't determine just how far along you are," the doctor says with a smile. "But I can check right now if you would like." "No!" I shout at her. "I want Thomas to be here." As if on cue, Thomas comes bursting in through the office door. His clothes are a mess and covered in teeth marks. He must have run here in his wolf form. He is breathing heavily and resting his hands on his knees, trying to cat
Mia's POV Five Years Later I am an elephant or a hippo. Whichever you would like to compare a pregnant woman to. My ankles are swollen, and the doctor tells me I could be any day now. I am supposed to be resting to prepare myself for labor, but I really want to scrub this pack house from top to bottom. Nothing feels clean enough. Sitting by the window, I rest my bowl of Fruity Pebbles on my stomach and prop my feet up on the coffee table. Through the window, I can hear loud giggles coming from outside. Painfully I try to sit upright to see what is happening. And what I see gives me both scares me and puts a smile on my face. Thomas is in his wolf form with our son, Jacob, on his back. Our Beta Mark is in wolf form as well. Thomas and Mark's wolves are lined up, pawing at the ground like they are getting ready to race. That's when I hear Jacob's little voice ring out. "On your mark... get set... GO!" Jacob screams loudly, and I watch in terror as my mate takes off, running a
Mia's POV"Madison," I greet my stepmother with a fake smile and gritted teeth. "I do wish that you would call me Mother while we are in public," she says as she tips a flute to her lips and drinks champagne. "Tell me," I whisper to Madison. "Were there no Alphas or Betas closer to my age that could have attended tonight's debacle?"My stepmother snorts loudly. She looks out over the crowd and refuses to meet my gaze. "None that would tolerate your reputation.""And exactly what reputation would that be?" I have to keep myself from snarling in her direction. "No one wants used goods for a mate," my stepmother hisses at me. "Now come and meet some of our most honored guests."The last thing that I want to do is meet anyone at this party. I looked stupid in this itchy dress and if I had to hold this fake smile for a few minutes longer, I was sure that my cheeks would fall off."So, you can humiliate me further. I don't think so," I hissed back at her through gritted teeth.My stepmot
Thomas's POVI sit in the car outside of the ballroom in the very center of the Moonshadow Pack. I can tell that Alpha Aiden spared no expense when it came to this particular matchmaking party for his middle daughter. From what I understand she is quite the wild child and not really Luna material. If I am honest with myself this is the last place that I want to be. If it weren't for the elder council breathing down my neck about producing an heir I wouldn't have even bothered to show up. But these old men have been relentless since I returned from the Paxton Pack without a mate on my arm. My Beta, Dylan, comes out of the ballroom and knocks on my window with a smirk on his face. Still refusing to exit my car, I roll my window down just far enough for him to speak to me. "Dude," Dylan laughs at me. "You have got to get out of the car. The elders are inside waiting for you to show up like you promised." "Did you catch a glimpse of her?" I ask Dylan. "I did," Dylan says but does n
Mia's POVAlpha Thomas's Beta grabs a hold of my elbow and tries to steer me out of the ballroom but I yank my arm out of his grasp."I am not going anywhere with you," I sneer at Alpha Thomas and his Beta."Perhaps we should just let the girl go," his Beta tries to be the voice of reason.Alpha Thomas pinches the bridge of his nose and lets out a frustrated sigh. "I only want to speak with her in private. I do not plan on kidnapping her. After I speak with you, Miss Turner, you are free to leave."I look at the two men that are standing in front of me. They couldn't be any more different from one another. Alpha Thomas has a mischievous look in his hazel eyes. His dirty blonde hair is pulled back into a low, messy bun a the base of his head. I can see the definition of his muscles through his neatly ironed dress shirt. Even though I would never admit it out loud, he is really attractive for an older man.His Beta on the other hand is tall and lanky. He has a serious and worried look
Mia's POVThe ride home from the match-making party is silent. Madison must have informed my father about my actions at the event and he is fuming. I can feel the anger rolling off his aura in waves. He is gripping the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles are turning white. I know that I am in for a lecture when I get home, but I don't care. As far as I am concerned none of those men at the party are worth my time. As we pull up to the pack house, I try to get out of the car before my father even places it in park. "Not so fast, Young Lady," my father growls at me. "You will be in my office in ten minutes."Madison is smirking at me with a satisfied look on her face and so is my half-sister Cora. They both know that I am in trouble. I place a sweet smile on my face and push my lip out in a pout. "I hardly think that is necessary. I think that tonight was a great success."Madison scoffs loudly and crosses her arms over her chest. "You behaved like a common whore," she pract