Rejected Luna:The Alpha's Secret Affair Exposed
He called me naughty, but he didn't say no.
The post showed two hands intertwined.
On the man's inner wrist was a circlet of sacred laurel leaves—the soul-bond mark the High Priest himself had inked on us at our engagement.
But in this photo, hidden in the veins of a single leaf, were three tiny, exquisitely tattooed letters: S.E.R.
I scrolled back to the very first post, from a year ago: “Just ran into the Alpha and his woman. He's so gentle and strong. I want a man like that… so I'm going to make him mine.”