The Alpha King's Contract Luna
She stepped out first, her poise flawless.
I followed her, blinking under the changing light as the sun dipped below the trees.
“Go get some rest, Ava,” she said, pausing at the steps. “We’ll continue tomorrow.”
I frowned. “Continue…?”
Her lips curled faintly. “Yes. More introductions. More public appearances. Being the Alpha King’s Luna isn’t just about wearing crowns and kissing babies. It’s a full-time job.”
Of course it was.
I gave her a small nod, pretending I wasn’t already drowning in exhaustion. We parted ways inside the corridor, her heels echoing softly as she disappeared into her chambers.