The Rejected Luna Strikes Back
Out of reflex, I pushed Alpha Lancaster off me, my face coated in shame and anguish as my eyes fell on Alpha Damian.
He stood there, eyes burning with anger and betrayal, his face contorted in a mix of hurt and surprise.
"Am I interrupting something?" he said, his voice slowly breaking as he now turned his eyes toward Alpha Lancaster, who was smirking as though it was the best thing he had ever done.
"Yes," Alpha Lancaster answered, and at that point, I finally found my voice.
"No! Please, Damian, let me-" I was beginning to say, but he was already nodding his head, muttering some incorrigible words that even my werewolf senses could not quite pick.