Missing: The Woodland's Luna Queen
Scolding my mate was out of the question, Lily would serve as an example to the rest of the pack, a warning against disrespecting the Luna.
“But she is already ready,” the girl continued, unasked. “Before I came here, I saw her in her apartment. She was sitting on the bed and had a veil in front of her face. Everything fits her perfectly, our Luna is definitely a beauty.”
Satisfied with her answer, I nodded and sat down on a chair in front of the dressing table. The girl, in high spirits, straightened my hair, eager to share more details with me.
“Alpha,” she said, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “My sister works at the Spa. She told me that Madam Lily insulted the Luna. She
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