Bonding with the Broken Warrior

Alpha Dylan and I were childhood sweethearts.

I bore him a pup without a bonding ceremony.

A year later, he’s planning to bond with my adopted Omega sister.

“She’s in love with me. You need to let her have this.”

“You’ll still be Luna. This is just…a ceremony.”

In the bridal boutique, they kissed in front of me, then demanded I give her my carefully selected gown.

Dylan yanked my dress: "Don't embarrass the pack. Take it off for her."

Just then, a deep, unfamiliar voice sounded behind me:

"I'd like to see who dares touch my mate."