THE ALPHA'S CURVY LUNA
I was never meant to be wanted.
I was too much too wide, too soft, too full in all the places that made men forget their vows, their loyalty, their mates. My stepmother saw it as a curse. So she did what any desperate, jealous woman would do she sold me.
Packaged me up like something shameful and shipped me off to Alpha Dane Blackwood, the most feared Alpha in the northern territories. A man they whispered about in hushed, pitying tones. Powerful beyond measure. Cold beyond feeling. And completely, devastatingly impotent unable to bond, unable to mate, uninterested in a Luna.
I was supposed to be safe in my invisibility.
I was supposed to disappear quietly into his rejection.
But the moment Alpha Dane's eyes moved over my body slow, dark, and burning like something long starved, I realized that the rumors were about to become very, very wrong.
And when the mating bond snapped into place between us like a chain neither of us had asked for, I understood the most terrifying truth of all.
I was never a burden.
I was always a reckoning.