The Forgotten Princess & Her Beta Mates
The night Jaxson, the future Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack, finally claimed me.
I looked up, a smile frozen on my face, searching for Jaxson in the crowd. But no one was looking at me with admiration. They were looking at their phones.
Then, they looked at me.
It started as a whisper, a low buzz that swept through the elite wolves like a draft of cold air. Then came the snickers. The looks of disgust.
"Gloria," my best friend, Sarah, gasped, rushing to my side. Her face was pale, her eyes wide with horror. She shoved her phone into her pocket, but I had already seen the screen. "We need to go. Now."
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