Serena thought the biggest frustration in her life was being unable to transform into a wolf. As a result, she was taken by her father as a humiliation for Lancaster Family, even though she had done her best to prove herself. Even worse, her father, Alpha Lancaster, wanted to replace her as the CEO with a bastard, which was more than Serena could handle.
 
To fight for the position that rightfully belonged to her, Serena decided to do a big project where she needed to fly to the border with Storm Pack, the most cruel and barbarous pack in the world. The alpha of the Storm Pack was called a tyrant by other werewolves, notorious for his cruel and bloodthirsty demeanor.
 
When Serena was attacked by the rogues and accidentally broke into the Storm Pack, she was saved by a warrior of the Storm Pack, whose name was Baird. He took good care of her and promised to send her back home, which changed Serena’s impression of this pack.
 
When Serena was mistaken as a spy and about to be sent to the execution ground, Baird was the one who rushed out and stood in front of her to protect her. But, wait a second. What did he call Alpha Grayson, the notorious tyrant? Did he just call the tyrant… “Father?”
 
Yes, Baird was the tyrant’s son, and Serena was going to be the future tyrant’s Luna! How could that be possible?

Pretend to Be Tyrant's Future Luna is created by Cara TaleSmith, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Pretend to Be Tyrant's Future Luna

I was. Desperately. Even though I’d slept in the car, that had been the exhaustion of grief. My body needed way more rest if I was going to feel normal again. I felt as if I could sleep for a week. “Yes, very,” I croaked as I glanced around the cabin again.


“The bedroom is right through there.”


The bedroom? As in the only bedroom? Was he expecting me to sleep in the same bed as him? Baird pushed his chair back from the table and moved across the small cottage. He opened a cabinet I had yet to notice and pulled out a blanket. He spread it on the floor. Is that where he wanted me to sleep, then?


“You take the bed,” Baird ordered. “I’ll sleep here.”


He shrugged. “I’ve slept in the woods before. This is much more comfortable in comparison.”


Chapter 17 : The Fright of My Life