All Chapters of Wrong Bride, True Luna: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Amelia I knew that sleeping with my sister’s mate was the worst mistake of my life the moment I woke up next to Alpha Logan. But now, a year later, it’s even worse. Pregnant—I’m pregnant.“Congratulations, Luna Katherine,” Dr. Morris says and the warm smile she flashes me makes me feel more anxious than ever. “You’re three months along and the pregnancy is progressing beautifully from what I can see. You and Alpha Logan must be thrilled.” All this time, I assumed the dizziness, fatigue and nausea were nothing but signs of a minor disease, perhaps a food poisoning that dragged out too long, or an allergic reaction to something I ate, but not this.My violet eyes, hidden by the green contact lenses I’ve worn for a year now, burn with unshed tears. For the doctor, I probably look like an overwhelmed woman, savoring the happy news, but in reality, I’m dreading what comes next. With trembling hands, I grip the papers she handed me and my nails break through the page, sinking into the f

AmeliaToday is the day of my mother’s funeral. Mother has always been kind to others, despite the distance she kept with me, so almost the entire pack, aside from a couple of patrol wolves, have gathered to pay their respects at the end of her journey. Plus, my father, as the head warrior, is also deeply respected so it’s pretty logical that many came to support him. As Luna of the Ravencrest Pack, I’m supposed to be strong enough to stand with Logan and lead the funeral later. But as I sit in the dressing room, tugging at my dress, I feel like my heart is being ripped out of my chest. Nobody cares. Everyone’s too focused on their own grief to notice that I’m hurting too.On top of that, Katherine’s return haunts me. No one tells me when she’s coming back, all I got was a warning from father to stay out of her way. Taking a deep breath, I lift the Moonraven necklace that marks my position as Luna, and fasten it around my neck. As I steel myself toward the door, it bursts open, a s

Amelia Katherine stands in the living room, in all her glory, grinning at me like she’s been expecting me to return. I’m not surprised that the moment her eyes find me, she starts mocking me. “Did poor little Amelia decide to come home, hmm? How’s your arm, sister dearest? Does it hurt?” I try to show no reaction, which only eggs her on to become more nasty with her words. “Does it sting, Amelia? To stand there, and watch Logan save me without showing even a glimpse of worry about your pathetic life?” Katherine takes a few steps closer and stops in an arms reach from me. “You’re pretty hard headed, aren’t you? How long will it take for you to understand that you’re not welcome here? Nobody likes you, Amelia, nobody cares if you were to drop dead right this moment!” Obviously, her words get to me. It’s not because she’s great at getting under my skin, it’s because she’s not lying. Deep down, I know that every word that leaves her lips is truthful and she’s not the only one who thi