The Real Luna Or The Side Chick?
On the day I was trying on my Luna gown for my bonding ceremony, a strange Omega burst into the VIP room and, without a word, plunged a silver dagger deep into my side.
"You think you're worthy of becoming a Luna in that gown after stealing another woman's mate?"
She tore the hem of my dress, a savage smile on her face as she splashed a vial of wolfsbane over me.
I knelt on the ground, overwhelmed by the searing pain.
But she grabbed my hair, forcing me to look up. "Gideon is my mate! Who the hell do you think you are? Nothing but a homewrecker, scheming in the shadows!"
As blood dripped from my fingertips, the truth crashed down on me.
My fated mate of seven years had a secret lover all along.
"What are you staring at? No one would dare stop me, even if I killed you right here!"
Seeing the smug arrogance on her face, I contacted my brother through the mind-link.
"Ethan," I said, my voice terrifyingly calm. "Get to the dress shop. Now."
"And inform the Thorne Pack—the engagement is off."