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er's

the Luna and Annie and mentioned tha

ad a more willowy,graceful figure. His eyes were very blue, and very amused. As much as his brother had eyed me with hatred, I had the

n't get enough oxygen in my body, and I wondered if I might actually pass out. I'm not one of those weak, fainting girls. I've never

us. Come and meet Harper, your heir's..." Wyatt jerked out a chair, and instead of offer

owled

He hates us. He

hought.What were the odds that I get thrown into an arranged marriage, and

as surely as I can smell his cedar-scent. How utterly cruel and unfair was that? Its li

e people. Most importantly, I'm not going

ite of the lasagna. I'm sure it was as delicious as it smelled, but in that moment it tasted like dirt in my mouth. But I'd be d

d completely ignored me. His brother however, at least had t

ck again. Then he shrugged and dug into his food.He made polite conversation with his mother, and someti

is peachy. I've just been yanked out of my childhood home for the sake of some stupid treaty. Yes, your home is very

my chair. I stared at Wyatt. He looks like Jason I thought. Without the beard and with better hair. I wonder if he ha

, but I was painfully aware that I was new, I was a guest, and I needed to behave accordingly. I took a couple of bites, and really wished I had the appetite to enjoy the dessert, but I was far too aware of the man across the table. It ann

excuse me,"I pushed back my chair, said goodnight to the rest of the table, and did my best to make a dignified exit, but it was getting harder and harder to walk normall

felt an iron grip bite painfully into my arm,and spin me into the wall. If I hadn't had the support of the wall behind me, I wo

d fool and you! Have my baby! I will marry you to fulfill the treaty contract, but you will never be the Luna, and you will never be my mate." As if to punctuate his rejection

ave to be his mate and he would have to say the words."I Wyatt Elliot of the

there was a pain in my chest like something was ripping away. It wa

knew I had to get upstairs before anyone started asking me questions that I couldn't answer. I w

imbing. Once I was at my floor,my legs and waist were so bad I could barely walk at all. I used the wall to b

him, nor was I going to wallow in self-pity. He didn't want me? Well l didn't want his arrogant ass either. I would pla

the hell do you do wit