OPHELIA, THE ROYAL LUNA'S REVENGE
How come she is 'his' Luna?
A newfound anger filled me, one that I could not do anything about. Recalling the way he had held her, just earlier, as they kissed right in front of me.
"Yes, Alpha Enzo. My Luna," he said in a determined voice, "Is something the matter? Or did you mistake her for someone else?"
"She is my mate!" I spoke with gritted teeth, my fists clenching in my hands.
"Your what?" His hands on my shoulders hardened, and a low growl sounded from his chest.