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Hell, she still might. After she changed, it always felt like she embraced being cruel to me. I’m not sure whether it’s true or not, but it wouldn’t surprise me.
“Nia,” Crew says like he just discovered a goldmine in his territory. “I thought you looked familiar.”
The way Crew is looking over the body of the new Luna of Waning Moon is lascivious and hints at them knowing each other. Intimately. I take a sip of my juice and try not to giggle at the entertaining display, especially because Todd is looking more and more pissed by the second.
The rest of the Waning Moon hierarchy look either horrified or bored.
Todd grits out through his teeth, “How do you know Alpa Crew, mate?”
“Um,” Nia’s eyes are huge and it’s clear she doesn’t want to answer, “I met him when he came to my dad’s pack to speak about an alliance, I believe.”
From the smirk on Crew’s face, I’m sure there is more to the story, but I don’t really care. I would hope finding his Luna would have mellowed Todd out, but from the hateful glares he keeps throwing at me that’s not the case.
“Spending time with you was the best part of visiting the Night Walker Pack,” Crew coos. “Do you remember our time together?”
Nia’s face goes scarlet, but she tries to keep herself composed. I hope I don’t have to stand here long because I’m about to lose it and laugh so hard that I’ll have tears streaming down my face.
“So, since you found yourLuna,” Tristan sneers the word making it obvious what he thinks about the she-wolf in question, “you got handed the title?”
“You’re one to talk,” Todd snipes and my mate does a damn good job at keeping his emotions in check by only shrugging one shoulder casually.
Yeah, right. There is nothing casual about my mate right now. He’s biding his time until he can rip Todd’s throat out. I’m tempted to let him.
But, damn, blood stains.
CHAPTER 15
TRISTAN
The only thing stopping me from lunging at Todd and ripping his head from his body is my mate’s touch. Even though I’m filled with red-hot rage at the fucking audacity of the leaders, and I use that term very loosely, in front of me, I’m in awe at the strength of my mate. She never ceases to amaze me.
She has her head held high as confidence pours off her even though we’re standing in front of people who made her life hell for a long time. I can only hope that being with me and being shown the true love of a pack has helped her heal from the wounds they inflicted. I can feel her love for me through our bond along with her confidence in my ability to protect her.
It makes me want to spill their blood even more.
“Oh,” Nia snaps her fingers as she looks over my mate as if she just realized something, but I have a feeling it’s all fake. Just like everything else about the she-wolf who could only hope to be half the Luna my Serenity is without even trying. “You’re the piece of trash who used to be in my pack,” her voice is sickly sweet, but the smirk on her face shows her true self—it’s smarmy and filled with malice.
Serenity laughs, the sound throaty and lyrical at the same time. It makes my cock harden in my slacks even though now is not the time to get turned on by my little mate. I just can’t seem to help myself when I’m around her. Can anyone really blame me?
Serenity makes a tsking sound in admonishment. “You’re really trying to pretend, Nia,” she deliberately doesn’t reference the Luna title, “that they didn’t give you as much information as they could about me?” She shakes her head like she’s speaking to an errant toddler. “I highly doubt that. You’re a horrible actress.” She leans closer and motions toward Todd, “Are you even his real mate? Haven’t you heard? You can’t trust people who hire witches to fuck with fate.”
Gasps surround us and they aren’t just coming from the leadership of Waning Moon. I glance around, making sure Serenity is tucked into my side closely before I do. I hadn’t noticed, but many of the other leaders have gravitated closer to us. Is it because they love gossip or because Serenity has already charmed them? I guess it doesn’t really matter which one, but I have a feeling this isn’t going to end well for Waning Moon.
Mentally I’m rubbing my hands together with glee while my wolf licks his chops, waiting for the inevitable conclusion. He’s hoping it ends with the taste of blood.
I hear the murmurs of the crowd around us and can’t help but grin.
Did she say witches?
Who would hire a witch?
Fuck with fate?
Is she saying that they hired someone to mess with a mate bond?
How could they?
Mate bonds are sacred. That’s against everything we stand for.
