Switching places with the Luna of Knox was a chance for me. I didn’t realize that the title also meant responsibilities beyond my scope. Commanding the Pup Nursery? Helping the King sire an heir? I better figure it out or else.
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“Whose scent is this!?” His mouth was larger as his fangs grew. His hand gripped my hair with fierceness and anger. I stood so small against his looming figure. “Who the h*ll left their scent on you!?”

Before I could scream or shout or shove him, he already ducked down and licked. A soundless scream came out of my mouth as his tongue trailed up my thigh and right in between my legs. I grabbed his hair with both fists in surprise.
“What are you doing!?”
His tongue slid right against...   my center.
“I’m going to do what I should have done before. Maybe with my scent other b*stards will keep their hands off you,” he answered with his face deep against me.

The False Luna is created by Nora Weaver, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

The False Luna

My breath immediately shortened in his presence. The shivering in my legs and rolls of fear crashing in my stomach did not help. Closing the door behind me, I wished Phoebe did take me away.


Mordecai was seated on my couch. Waiting for me.


I walked forward, trying my best not to meet his eyes again, and went to the other side of the coffee table. I sat down on the chaise and, in horror, realized my dress was dirty. Again. I’m in front of him again for the second time in a row since our wedding covered in mud.


Looking up, I saw Mordecai’s arms were crossed against his chest. He was wearing a black button down with the sleeves rolled up to showcase his tan forearms, which were hairy and muscled and so nice looking...


My wolf randomly stirred inside me. Cecil, get a grip or you’re done for! I peeled my eyes away from his arms and looked at his face.


Chapter 12: The Alpha Finally Sees Me