Betrothed To The Alpha
the Luna said with a gentle yet firm tone, gesturing for me to join them.
“Why?” I question, a swirl of confusion marring my features as the Luna insists on our departure from the chaotic ballroom.
“We can’t talk here, just come with me,” she insists, her urgency adding to my confusion.
“We are the Alpha and Luna of this pack. We just want to talk, dear,” the man, whom I deduce is the father of the triplets, asserts as he joins the conversation.
I take another look at the woman and notice the resemblance she shares with Cameron and Lorenzo.
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