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

I recognized that annoying buzz anywhere and used my free hand to swat away the flies circling my head. Opening my bleary eyes, I saw one of my siblings was nestled into my arms. Her little hands were clutching strands of my hair, and despite being four years-old, she was incredibly small.


It was a nail hammered into my skull, piercing every nerve of mine and sending my body into alarm. My sister felt it too and opened her eyes in panic. I quickly shushed her, smoothing her own frizzy hair down, but my mother was still yelling.


She was yelling with the full force of her wolf, which meant she was angry beyond belief. I climbed out of my bed with my sister in my arms and stumbled out from underneath the stairs.


Chapter 29: Not Anyone Can Be a Mother