The Underworld Trials of Luna
“I am also very blessed!”
Life turns back to me, laughing again, shaking her head. “You have no bond with my son. He is dead. Your blessings aside, little wolf, you’re falling a bit out of the running in comparison to my first son and his mate.”
I scoff, not liking this one bit, and I drop Anton’s hand to cross my arms over my chest. “I am the prophesied Queen of the Underworld,” I growl, lifting my chin towards Orion, who I know will back me up on this. “If you’re betting on some other girl mated to some other son, then you’ve backed the wrong horse.”