Moonbound Contract: The Alpha's Fake Luna

ouldn't st

if I looked away. Black ink. Gold seal. My name already prin

ct - Elara Voss

If I turned around, I'd see my pack's faces - hungry, desperat

use

ncle whispered.

efusing to let the tears fall in

oor o

that shift in the air, like

a warning. He didn't rush. He never rushed. He moved like a m

ound mine

l. Gray, like a storm that hadn

rmal. A stranger's voice for a

wobble - and I saw the corner of his mouth twi

needed to say something that wa

pack owes half a million dollars to creditors who won't wait past Friday.

hed. Good. Let

at Kael's face, because his face ma

ve any Luna in the country. Why marry so

ehind his eyes. Gone

"No enemies. No history. No one

this

asn't real. This was

oss from me and sat like he

territory. You act as my Luna in public - events, press, pack gatherings. In private, w

ntic," I

his isn't romance, Miss Voss. T

owed. "

tened, just slightly, like I'd step

ed, "your pack's debts ar

to buy groceries for the pack house. Now a stranger with storm-colored

asked. "When you don't n

ent. Your pack keeps its territory."

d - my uncle's pride, my pack's survival, whatever was left of the girl I u

s. My cousins by the door, too thin, too tired. The

ed up

it. Didn't smile.

hand shook so badly the fi

was somehow worse than the coldness. "Once you sign,

ed up

," I wh

shed m

shifted - a pull low in my chest, sudden and electric, l

went

ne unguarded second, the storm in th

buried under tha

and looked down at me like I'd beco

is not a real marriage. But if anyone - anyone - finds out what

that I caught the scent of ra

dead. Do you