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Alaia POVWe had been back home for a few days, and things were getting back to normal, or as “normal” as they could be with a Luna ceremony around the corner. Katherine was like a mini drill sergeant, providing strict instructions to the entire staff for the event. I made the mistake of entering the common room one afternoon to find her giving a florist hell because they suggested tulips instead of lilies in the centerpieces. “Xander!” I whispered while slowly backing out of the room. “Yes, Little One?’“Has your mom always been this intense? They are just flowers, no big deal, right? I mean, what’s it going to be like when we get married?!”“You want to marry me?” he asked, completely straying from the topic at hand. “Xander, focus! It was a hypothetical question.”“So, hypothetically...you want to marry me?”“Ugh! No... I mean not hypothetically, so yes; I guess?”“Mom!”When Xander called him mom, I squeaked with shock. Was he going to tell her I called her intense?!Katherin

Alaia POVI’d just finished my final dress fitting for the Luna ceremony that was set for the next night. Katherine suggested that I wear the same dress that she and the past four Lunas for the Blue Moon pack wore on the night they took the title. It was a beautiful white satin dress with lace on the sleeves and bodice and a generous plunging neckline, which made me wonder who exactly was designing these dresses back in the day. It was very form-fitting, and although it would drag on the ground a bit when I walked, I wouldn’t say it had a train. Anyway, because of my short stature and curvy figure, we had to have the dress altered to fit correctly, but after a few hours standing for the seamstress, it was perfect. And beautiful.Once the seamstress and Katherine released me from their clutches, I made my way to Xander’s office. I hadn’t seen much of him since the barbecue, and I was starting to worry. Lately, he was always cooped up in his office with Kade and Matthew, sometimes unt

Alexi POVSomehow, I had been getting small windows where I could see and hear what Max was planning. He had really lost his mind and became “The King of the Rogues; How he did it so fast, I don’t know, but his pack consisted of almost 150 wolves. He had been sending them into the Blue Moon territory to spy on Alaia and Xander to bring back information he could use to get her back. We knew that her Luna ceremony was being held on Saturday and that there would be a lot of new faces in the pack territory getting things together. Hiding amongst the catering staff was going to be his way in. I was in the middle of thinking of a way out of all this when Max chimed in. I see you’re awake. So, what do you think of the plan?From what I’ve seen, it’s a suicide mission, and you’re just asking to get your whole disgusting pack, and us killed. How dare you? After everything I’ve done to fix your fuck up, this is how you behave?Cut the shit, Max; you’re not doing me any favors. You’ve ruine

Alaia POVI stood in the middle of the stage and looked out onto all the faces in the crowd. I couldn’t remember any of what Xander had said so far in the ceremony, nor how or when I came to be standing there. All I knew was that I would soon be responsible for all of them. And for some strange reason, I wasn’t nervous anymore. I was ready. Xander took my hand in his and smiled down at me, waiting for me to give the silent signal that he could continue. I nodded then smiled back at him. It was time. “Alaia Miller, do you vow here tonight to always protect and honor the members of the Blue Moon pack to the best of your abilities until your final breath?”“I vow to do so.”“And do you vow to always support your Alpha, and to stand by his side? To guide him when he goes astray and help him stand when he is weak to the best of your abilities until your final breath?”“I vow to do so.”“Lastly, do you vow to use your powers only for good, and for the betterment of your pack? To never

Alaia POVThe farther away I got from my family, my pack, and my mate, the weaker I felt. I just wanted to sleep forever; I wasn’t sure I could survive whatever this was. It was then that I realized that my senses were returning to me. I was being carried through the woods. I could hear the crunching of dried leaves and snapping of twigs as my kidnapper ran through the night. They leapt over logs and dodged tree branches with incredible speed and agility. Eventually, he stopped, and I could feel myself being placed on the back of a wolf. The sack was still over my eyes, but I knew it, too, was a rogue. The smell of death permeated my skin and made my stomach roll. I dug my hands into its disgusting, matted fur before the wolf took off and ran for what felt like hours. When we finally stopped, I was lifted off its back and carried into a moldy-smelling structure. After a few minutes crossing creaky floors, we entered a room, and I was placed into a chair where my hands and feet we