Mia's POV　　Curled up in bed, I flip through the channels on the TV. Back at the Moonshadow Pack I never had the time to watch TV. I was always cleaning the floors or the rooms of the pack house. Thomas has more channels and streaming services than any one person needs. But I feel like with this many channels and services there should be something to take my mind off of earlier today but there is nothing I want to watch. There is nothing interesting to take my mind off the humiliation that I suffered.　　I settle on a romance movie. It is finally getting to the part where the two lovers realize that they have been in love this whole time when a loud banging interrupts my movie. Getting up from the bed, I walk over to the door and flip the lock.　　As soon as I unlock the bedroom door, it swings open and Dylan falls into the room with Thomas wrapped around his shoulders. I jump back before they have the opportunity to knock me over.　　"What is going on?" I say as I watch Dylan try to un

　　Mia's POV　　"It is customary for there to be a Luna ceremony when a new Luna comes into the pack," Thomas says as he chases me into the closet. 　　I rummage through the clothes that I hastily picked up at the local mall. "I don't want a Luna ceremony," I whine as I slip a black dress over my head. 　　"It is tradition," Thomas crosses his arms over his chest and leans against the doorway blocking my only exit. 　　Peeking around Thomas, I make sure that there is no one standing behind him. "I will only be here for a year," I say in a hushed voice.　　Pinching the bridge of his nose, Thomas lets out a frustrated groan. "The elders don't know that," he hisses back at me. "Remember you promised to put on a good show." 　　"And I have been putting on a good show," I stomp my foot in protest. "I have been the perfect Luna. I have been planning events and going to meetings. I have only been here for a month and I am already the head of several committees. I hang on to your every word when we a

　　Mia's POV　　I am overwhelmed. As soon as I step into the Great Hall there are throngs of pack members throwing themselves at me. All of them with the most pleasant things to say. All of the attention and compliments are not something that I am used to. In the Moonshadow Pack if anyone so much as made eye contact with me they would rush off in the other direction. No one would dare to approach me or compliment me.　　I scan the crowd, looking for anyone that I might know and my eyes land on Thomas. His hazel eyes are studying me with great curiosity. He looks sharp in his black tuxedo with a green tie that matches my dress. There is no doubt in my mind that Luna Renee had a hand in planning tonight's festivities. I will have to remind her how much I hate surprises. 　　Thomas continues to watch my every move. Even when my back is turned to him, I can feel his eyes on me. My first instinct was to run to him and hide from the people that wish to talk to me but I promised to play the part

　　Mia's POV　　Hide. I have to hide.　　While my pack members are out there dying for me, I am hiding underneath the stage like a coward. Technically, they aren't my pack members yet. They were supposed to be after tonight. I was going to merge my blood with Thomas's and officially become a member of the Red Moon Pack. Instead, I am hiding from a horde of rogues that have crashed my Luna Ceremony.　　I peek through one of the cracks in the stage and all I can see is carnage. Thomas has shifted into his massive black wolf and is surrounded by rogues. One by one they lunge at him. Biting at his legs but Thomas's wolf doesn't seem to notice. Not until a small rogue latches onto his back leg and refuses to let go.　　As I watch the violence unfold in front of me from my hiding space, I hear someone whisper my name. Glancing to my right I see a hot pink dress crawling under the stage to hide with me.　　"Shouldn't you be out there protecting your pack?" Cora sneers as she pushes me out of the wa

　　Mia's POV　　My head bouncing up and down on something rough wakes me from my drug-induced sleep. My eyes flutter open and I am met with nothing but darkness. The sound of tires grinding over gravel lets me know that I am on the move. Metal stings up against my wrist and ankles as I try to move and I know that they have bound me with silver.　　As I try to wiggle my hands free from the bindings the more the metal bites into my skin. The feeling along with being bounced around in the back of a vehicle makes me feel nauseous. Vomit rises in the back of my throat and I know that I am going to be sick.　　Suddenly the car jerks to a stop and I am thrown into the side of the trunk of the car. My shoulder cracks loudly as it bangs into the metal hatch of the trunk. Pain radiates down my side and I scream out loudly.　　The trunk of the vehicle opens up and a bright light blinds me. The sun hangs high in the sky, meaning that we have been on the move all night and far into the next day. There i