The Alpha's Abandoned Mate
“If you made it, break it.”
Lunaris tilted her head, a woman listening to a child pronounce fairness. “Once, I loved a wolf-king,” she said. “He loved me until he didn’t, and when he didn’t, he loved the power that came after more. I wrote a lesson. It cannot be erased without erasing what it taught.”
“What did it teach?” Sienna asked.
“That love is a straight road to ruin,” Lunaris said, and smiled as if ruin were art.
“Or to you,” Sienna said. “And you confuse the two.”