Just before our Luna Ceremony, my mate, Alpha Killian, rejected me. He declared that the pack's Luna had to be a gentle Omega, Mia."The ceremony is off."Killian's voice cut like a blade.I was still dazed from our passion, his scent still clinging to my skin. But he was already on his feet, pulling on his jacket. A wave of his cold Alpha command washed over the room, snuffing out the mingled scents of our bodies."What?" I thought I'd misheard him."You heard me, Sera," Killian said without turning around, straightening files on his desk. "The Blackwood Pack needs a gentle Omega Luna to bear its heirs, not a Beta warrior with the blood of our enemies on her hands."I sat on the sofa in his office, staring at his cold, hard back.Eight years.Eight years of fighting and bleeding for him. Eight years of absolute loyalty. Eight years of standing by his side.All for nothing because of that Mia?"Last week's border skirmish," I said, my voice steady. "I was the one who drove back the
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