The Alpha King's Contract Luna
“Then I look forward to that truth, Mother. But until then, remember who I am. I am your Queen, the Luna of this house. You’d do well not to forget it.”
Her face tightened, the color rising slightly in her cheeks. I had struck a nerve. I let the moment linger, then turned gracefully and walked away, leaving her standing there, lips pressed into a thin line.
Minutes later, the sound of boots against the staircase pulled every eye toward the stairs. Edward descended, dressed in black and silver, carrying himself with the weight of his crown even without it on his head. He leaned in and kissed me softly on the cheek, the simple gesture speaking louder than words.