THE ALPHA'S DEFIANT MATE
She sat back, fingers tapping the arm of her chair.
“You want the Luna title,” she said. “But wanting something does not make you worthy.”
Aria nodded. “Then I will prove myself.”
Damien opened his mouth, ready to object and ready to protect.
But Selene lifted her hand sharply. “There is only one way,” Selene said, her voice turning ritualistic, old, and commanding.
“The Three Trials.”
Damien straightened. “Mother…no.” She ignored him. Her eyes locked onto Aria like a hunter spotting prey.