ian

el. At 8:45 AM, I walked through the heavy doors, expecting to see the campaign b

projection of Serena Chase's

table. She wore a sharp red dress, and her scent-a s

al face of the new line," Olivia announced, no

"I signed Lily Evans to an ironclad two-year contract. Ter

feels Serena's... essence... is a better fit for the br

back, my voice tight. "You're bleedin

ring outside the glass walls could hear every word. "We all know you're only here because of the Sterlin

fter all, the Pack has already wasted enough money

violent shockwave through my system. Deep in my womb, my tiny pup gave a faint, fluttering spasm, sensing

ght she had won. She leaned in close, dropping h

f, someone worthy of carrying the Sterling

rre

d played for three years vanished, instantly incinerated by a primal, maternal r

Olivia's cheek with a r

She stumbled backward, clutching her rapidly redde

wung open. The air in t

on my lungs like a physical weight. But what made my stomach churn was his scent-his intoxicating aroma

s, playing the perfect victim. Then, his gaze locked onto me. I was st

xt, the provocation, or the fact that I was his Luna. To hi

n my mind, carrying the absolute, unbre

ffice.

I walked past Julian, stripped of my dignity and my right to defend myself, I caught a glimpse of Olivia ov