THE LUNA THEY NEVER WANTED
he stretched out his hand, as if trying to console me.
“No, Trent,” I shook my head, my voice calm, “You wanted Sloane, right? Then, have her. As of tonight, I am no longer your Luna and I am no longer your mate.”
The room exploded into shocked gasps, Elaine’s face grew blank and the elders all muttered in disbelief.
Sloane, who had been silent through all this, stood up, her brows furrowed, and her eyes narrowed, but not before I could see the flicker of joy flashing through her eyes.