Click To Read on 👉The Luna He Hates
"“Don’t touch me.” I pled. “Please let me go!” But he only steps closer, eyes cold enough to freeze the air between us. Alpha Roan—my fated mate, the Alpha who once held my hand like I was his future. Now he corners me like I’m a crime he can’t erase. “Where have you been for these two years?” He grips my arm and growls. “Spreading your legs for other rival Alphas around the country?” “That’s not true!” I yell and Roan goes deathly still. I press a hand to my mouth but I know it’s already too late. I know the rules. I am never to look at him. I am never to speak unless ordered. I am nothing but the girl accused of stabbing his mother. But I don’t even remember doing it. He tells the pack I ran, that I sold myself to other Alphas to survive, that I’m nothing but a vessel. And then he says the words every time he takes me: “When you give me a child, I’ll kill you.” But tonight… someone else is here. I hear heels in the hallway. Soft. Familiar. “Lisa? Are you here to help me?” My best friend. My sister in everything except blood. But she steps inside with a smile that doesn’t reach her eyes. Roan places a hand on her waist like it belongs there. “Meluna,” he says, voice smooth as a blade, “meet your replacement Luna.” Lisa lifts her chin, eyes shining with something I’ve never seen on her face before. Not fear. Not pity. Possession. And Roan’s next words make my blood run cold. “If you don’t want me as your mate to love you with respect, she’ll take everything you lost…”" Prologue. Meluna Lockwood. “Where have you been, you reckless fool?” Alpha Roan, my fated mate backs me to the wall like he has no time to even be here, his fingers work at the hook of my gown and my form springs free to him, still tender from his last visit, still bruised from the heat of his mouth. Just like every other day, he forces his gaze low on them because he knows it burns my skin with shame. The leather belt hisses as it slips free from his waist. Roan is here to claim me like every o
