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

All the air in the room went still. The pressure building in my head and chest seeped right out as I realized what I said. I felt my arms go slack as my wolf finally settled down back inside me.


A heavy silence filled the room. I tried to focus my breathing, but the more I breathed the more I smelled the sweat collecting at my head, the spilled gravy from the tray I slammed, the scent of him all around me. It was all too much.


“What did you say?” I slowly picked my head up to look at Mordecai.


The anger was out of him too. He looked just as tired as I felt, and for once, I thought I saw him look sad, but it had to be a lie. I shook my head and looked away from him.


“Obviously, we are not good for each other,” I tried to start but my voice cracked. I wanted to slap myself. Why did I have to cry? Why, why, why!?


“So...you want me to divorce you? Melania, that would kill you.”


Chapter 35: Or Is This a New Beginning?