ONE NIGHT CLAIM
Sienna’s smell still haunted me, unrelenting, scorched to my bones.
“We need a Luna, Ronan,” Elder Marcus said, voice stern, with a tablet in his hands. “The stability of the pack relies upon it. You’re unmated, distracted. Choose someone.” Silence fell over the room, as all eyes on me. I snarled, my wolflike voice growling out the sound from deep in my throat, and pressed forward, my eyes boring into his.
“I pick nobody,” I said, each word weighted.
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