The Swapped Luna
On the day of my marking ceremony, I accidentally slept through it for eight hours.
By the time I made it to the altar, the ceremony was already over.
My fiance, Liam Langdon, the youngest Alpha in Silver Moon Pack's history, stood hand in hand with his childhood sweetheart, Chloe Kingston. They were accepting the pack's blessings.
The moment Chloe saw my pale face and disheveled state, she covered her mouth and giggled.
"Sorry, Ella. I think I accidentally mixed a sleeping potion into the water I brought you at noon."
Liam looked at her affectionately before glancing at me.
"Chloe has dreamed of having the perfect marking ceremony ever since we were kids. It's only a ceremony. Let her have this one."
He reached up and adjusted her veil.
"And honestly, that dress looks better on her than it ever would have on you."
My gaze landed on the white dress.
I spent six months making it. I learned from the best tailor in the territory and stitched every single seam by hand.
As if afraid I'd make a scene in front of everyone, Liam added casually, "Ella, if you can be reasonable about this, I'll officially mark you at the next full moon."
The entire altar fell silent.
Every werewolf expected me to lose control.
Instead, I simply stood there and let out a sigh of relief.
If he'd told me that sooner, I wouldn't have had to stay here any longer.
It was finally time for me to return home and claim my throne.