LEAH The moon was a sharp silver sliver in the sky, casting long, jagged shadows across my bedroom floor. I stood in front of my mirror, staring at my reflection like I was preparing for war. A sharp knock at my door startled me. "Miss Leah? Someone is downstairs to collect you," the maid whispered through the wood. My heart leaped into my throat, then dropped straight to my stomach. I knew who it was, of course I did, because who else would send a car at this hour to collect me like stolen goods in the night? Santos De Luca, that was who, the most arrogant wolf I had ever met, and now, somehow, my fake mate. "Tell them I'll be down in a moment," I said, grateful my voice came out steady despite the tremor running through my hands. The maid's retreating footsteps echoed and I turned back to the mirror. You can do this Leah. My chest pounded against my ribcage. I grabbed my coat and cashmere scarf, took one last deep breath, and headed out of my bedroom. The house was dark
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