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

Mordecai was in the middle of the room. His eyes glowing brighter and angrier than I had ever seen them before. I felt Wendy’s nails dig into the flesh of my arm as he stomped closer and closer. Each step rattled my brain. I could barely think.


“Leave.” His voice crackled with building anger, bordering on the edge of his wolf form. Wendy trembled next to me, harder than I was, and with every bit of strength, I pried her off me and pushed her away.


No matter what happened now, I could not risk her getting hurt.


She turned to me. Her eyes were so pained I cried harder but kept pushing her to go. She started to walk, slowing in front of Mordecai, and then Robertson came from behind and took her arm. He shot me an unreadable look and turned away.


I watched him drag her out and close the door behind them, leaving me and Mordecai alone at last.


Chapter 25: He Unravels Me