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

Showering and laying down didn’t make me feel any better about my failure with the pups. Mordecai’s words kept surfacing in my mind every time I closed my eyes.


I ended up not sleeping that night, which shocked Wendy when she came the morning after with my breakfast.


I knew he’s cruel. I knew he’s cold. I knew I shouldn’t expect even an ounce of sympathy or kindness from a wolf who killed his father and exiled his mother, but he’s my mate. I am his mate. Our bond’s strong and electrifying and crucial for Nox. 


When he did, it hurt. It made my heart ache in a way it never had before, and the emptiness I would feel in my stomach only made itself more known. Mate bonds, when neglected, are torture. I heard it was rough when you had a stronger bond, but I didn’t think it would be this bad.


I looked haunted in the mirror as Wendy dressed me for the day. My skin had ever been so pale before, and my hair looked limp and flat.


Chapter 11: I'm Reaching My Breaking Point