Fake

"Sasha, it's good to see our Alpha has let you come out to play. Are you learning how to behave?" Cynthia approached me with a big hug and whispered in my ear.

"I'm trying my best to be his perfect mate." I said cunningly. She hated it that he chose me and not her.

"Well, the next red moon he will have his true mate. Our Alpha just needed to appease his parents by producing a Lycan heir. Omegas are the best whores for the job." She smiled at me then sauntered off.

My eyes narrowed in on her, praying for her death. She was so fake and pathetic. I looked around at all the people. I don't know why Blake wanted me here for this celebration, but my maid said he ordered my presence. I didn't want to see my pack, but I was tired of only walking from my room to his. Fake or not, it was better than nothing.

I felt a hand to my back and instantly relaxed. I hated how he calmed me so easily.

"Calm yourself, Dove. A proper Luna doesn't show jealousy or anger." Blake whispered in my ear, standing