Stand-In Luna: The Alpha's Real Mate
“Don’t flatter yourself. Even if we’re mates chosen by the Moon Goddess, we don’t have to complete the bond. After three months, we’re free to walk away. So quit the jokes.”
Maybe he sensed my mood shift, because his expression suddenly darkened. He stood, towering over me, lips curling with cold disdain. “Relax. I’m not that desperate. A she-wolf with no curves like you? Not interested.”
I almost laughed from sheer disbelief. No curves?
Excuse me?
I’m curvy in all the right places—old Alpha himself once said I had the best figure of our entire generation!
“You’re the one with no curves! Your whole family has no curves!” I snapped, rolling my eyes.