Chapter 8

I watch as Luna takes off her shirt. As usual, she is in breathable pants, a t-shirt, and a sports bra. Many of the WC wolves gasp as they see how ripped Luna is. Which, of course, makes Luna smirk.

Luna loves showing off her achievements from hours at the gym. The lady is shredded but womanly. My mate's eyes are round with shock and fear. Ace growls, he is torn between respecting Luna and our mate being in danger.

Lance- Emmett, Ace is growling. He might want to protect Jane.

Emmett- we won't let Lisa go too far, Lance. Lisa is using her as an example.

I clench my fists tightly as her floral scent mixes with fear. I watch as Luna sinks into one of her favorite stances. Jane tries to copy her. But Luna laughs at her, "Oh honey, look how weak you are." Jane blushes hard and barely avoids Luna's right jab.

"Your whole pack screams weak. But that's expected from wolves who don't produce pups with their true mates. Tell me, are you a true match result