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

“Welcome, Robertson,” I said with a real smile on my face. He finally looked away from eying Wendy and back down at me with a very noticeable frown. I was almost happy he didn’t hit me with another one of his fake smiles.


“You called for me?” Robertson. If Phoebe hadn’t been so high on my list of potential threats, I would’ve kept my suspicions on him. The first time we met he threatened me! I had no reason to think he didn’t want to harm me.


“I did. Enter.” I moved back, allowing him to step inside. He stepped inside almost hesitantly, which was surprising coming from Mordecai’s ruthless and competent Beta. To think he feared entering my room. Surprising even myself, I laughed at him and shook my head. What little fear I had for him left exited my body.


Chapter 39: I’m The Luna Here